human
I'm going to Daddy's grave, said Molly, when Miranda had flivvered off.
gpt
I wish the three of you would come there to me in about ten minutes. Miss Nicholson, everybody's at home here. Please do anything you want to, nothing you don't want to. She rides, Sandy. And rides well. Can you get up a horse for her to-morrow?
human
I used to ride a good deal, she said.
gpt
But I have no saddle, no habit, and I am afraid--
human
Nicky, dear, you must learn to ride western fashion. With divided skirts, if you like. We can get you a khaki outfit in Hereford.
gpt
I should like to try it,
human
Up to you, Sam, said Sandy.
gpt
I sh'ud think the blue roan w'ud suit.
human
I'll have her gentled to a divvy-skirt this time ter-morrer, said Sam gallantly.
gpt
You've got pluck, marm--I mean, miss--an' once you've forked a saddle, you'll never ride otherwise.
human
What's the idea?
gpt
You're plumb indelicut. You ought to be ashamed of yorese'f. You got to be careful round females, Sam Mannin', with yore expressions. Speshully one like this Nicholson party. She's a lady.
human
Who in hell said she ain't? demanded Sam.
gpt
Me--I guess I know how to treat a lady, well as the nex' man. I don't notice you ever made a grand success of it with yore three-strikes-an'-out.