"I wanted to be alone. But don't you worry. I shall be able to
look after myself. I dare say it will be good for me."

She went to the gate with him.

"What a shaggy, dusty horse! He's wild, too. Do you let him
stand that way without being haltered? I should think he would
run off."

"Tenderfoot! You'll be great fun, Majesty, especially for the
cowboys."

"Oh, will I?" she asked, constrainedly.

"Yes, and in three days they will be fighting one another over
you. That's going to worry me. Cowboys fall in love with a
plain woman, an ugly woman, any woman, so long as she's young.
And you! Good Lord! They'll go out of their heads."

"You are pleased to be facetious, Alfred. I think I have had
quite enough of cowboys, and I haven't been here twenty-four
hours."

"Don't think too much of first impressions. That was my mistake
when I arrived here. Good-by. I'll go now. Better rest awhile.
You look tired."

The horse started as Alfred put his foot in the stirrup and was
running when the rider slipped his leg over the saddle. Madeline