Steady." What was it in the girl's voice which
commanded obedience? Salt stopped close to his mate and began to rub
noses with him as though confiding a secret.
"Bud," commanded Peggy, "go to the stable and fetch me a snaffle
bridle." The bridle was brought and carefully adjusted.
"Come, Salt, NOW we will put it to the test; those flank muscles mean
something unless I'm mistaken."
During all this Shelby and Bolivar had come up to the paddock and stood
watching the girl.
"Ain't she jist one fair clipper?" asked Shelby, proudly. "Lord, but
that girl's worth about a dozen of your ornery kind. She's a
thoroughbred all through, she is."
"Well, I ain't never seen nothin' like that, fer a fact, I ain't. I
knowed them was good horses, but, well, I didn't know they was SADDLE
horses."
"They've more'n SADDLE horses, man, an' I'm bettin' a month's wages your
eyes'll fair pop out inside five minutes. I know HER ways. I larned 'em
to her, some on 'em, at least--but most was born in her. They HAS ter
be. There's some things can't be L'ARNT, man.
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