"I'm one of th' H2," she responded. "Paw says I run it. But I'm awful glad you won't care."
"Well, as far as riding where you please is concerned, you run this ranch, too."
"There's a pretty flower," she said, looking at the top of the bank. "That purple one; see it?" she asked, pointing.
"Yes. I'll get it for you," he replied, leaping from the saddle and half way up the bank before she knew it. He slid down again and handed the blossom to her. "There."
"Thank you."
"See any more you wants?"
"No; this is enough. Thank you for getting it for me."
"Oh, shucks; that was nothing," he laughed awkwardly. "That was shore easy."
"I'm going to give it to you for not scolding me about being over th' line," she said, holding it out to him.
"No; not for that," he said slowly. "Can't you think of some other reason?"