An expression of pleasure showed on the face of Buck Thompson.
"What sort is he?" Buck asked.
"Who said it was a 'he'?"
The crowd laughed.
"What kind is she?" Buck corrected.
"Well," answered the youth as if weighing the matter, "she ain't nothing extra on looks, but she can stand up under as much hard work as any hoss in these parts."
"How old is she?"
"I dunno to a day—not very old."
"Stand without hitchin'?"
"Never's been hitched to anything in her life."