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Blake before the end of their first mile together. After telling merrily about her dual life as summer cowgirl and winter society maiden, Isobel drifted around, by seemingly casual association of ideas, to the troublesome question of irrigation on Dry Mesa, and from that to Blake and his work as an engineer. "I do so hope Mr. Blake finds that there is no project practicable," she went on.
That Krishna's nature should be complemented by a cowgirl is not so much as even considered. The cowgirls are shown as risking all for Krishna, as loving him above all else but none is singled out for mention and none emerges as a rival. In this long account of Krishna's life what is overwhelmingly significant is that the name of his supreme cowgirl love is altogether omitted.
Instead of a quirt she carried a fan in her hand and there was a handkerchief tucked into her belt. The chrysalis of the cowgirl had burst and this butterfly had emerged. Of late it was not often that Frances had "dolled up," as the old Captain called it. Now he said, enthusiastically: "My! you do look sweet! What's all the dolling up for? Me? The Chinks? Or maybe that boy upstairs, eh?"
It was agreed that they should wear their everyday uniforms, and Stella was for going in her distinctive cowgirl costume, but this Mrs. Graham would not permit, and insisted that she should wear a frock which she had had made in Denver. When, the next night, Stella walked into the living room, where the boys were waiting to escort her and Mrs.
"No," said Ted, with a grin, "this young lady will not use one. She is a cowgirl, and rides a man's saddle." "All right, my boy. The outfit will be here in the morning. By the way, I am going to have some other guests. I suppose you will not object." "Certainly not." "One of them is a young New Yorker, who has come West to invest in ranch property, and who has brought his sister with him.
"By all means!" exclaimed Ruth. "We will try to make her happy and comfortable if she is an amateur." "She has no right to come here!" burst out Miss Dixon. "No, indeed!" added Miss Pennington. "If she comes, I shall go! I will not board in the same place with an amateur cowgirl doing an extra turn in the pictures." "Nor I!" snapped Miss Dixon. "All right all right!" said Mr. Pertell quickly.
One cowgirl says, 'That happy flute to be played on by Krishna! Little wonder that having drunk the nectar of his lips the flute should trill like the clouds. Alas! Krishna's flute is dearer to him than we are for he keeps it with him night and day. The flute is our rival. Never is Krishna parted from it. A second cowgirl speaks.
The old ranchman was the soul of hospitality. That Frances should seem to ignore her duty as a hostess stung Pratt keenly. He heard Sue Latrop speaking about it. "Went off mad. What else could you expect of a cowgirl?" said the girl from Boston, in her very nastiest tone.
Sue whispered to Pratt, as they all arose to return to the front of the house, "they are quite too impossible, aren't they?" "Who?" asked Pratt, with narrowing gaze. "Why er this cowgirl and her father." "I only see that they are very hospitable," the young man said, pointedly, and he kept away from the Boston girl for the remainder of their visit to the Bar-T ranch-house.
Maybe I'll be a cowgirl and learn to ride like Kit, and rope a steer like her friend, Seedy Saunders. There are heaps of things I'd like to do. I'd like to meet a western bad man that you read about." "If you want that, Bet, you'll have to go to the movies. Western bad men are a thing of the past," Kit answered decidedly.
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