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Updated: May 12, 2025
Bill Edwards saw nothing out of the way in Captain Rugley's hands lounging up to the hacienda to talk. Most of them were young fellows of neighboring families, and quite as well known as were the visitors themselves. Sue Latrop's amazement at this familiarity only made the other girls laugh.
Nor did she look back again to see what became of the group of riders who were with Mrs. Edwards and Pratt. Frances had no heart for such company just then. Sue Latrop's manner had really hurt the Western girl. Perhaps Frances was easily wounded; but Sue had plainly revealed her opinion of the ranchman's daughter. The contrast between them cut Frances to the quick.
Go for it! On, boys!" she shouted, and already the rope was swinging about her head. Pratt spurred after her, and by chance Sue Latrop's pony got excited and followed the two madly. Sue could not pull him in. The antelope did not seem to be half trying, he bounded along so gracefully and easily. The long-limbed dogs were doing their very best.
Nor was Molly directly behind him when Frances threw the lariat. The rope tautened from the side and at the very instant the mad steer collided with Sue Latrop's mount. The wicked head of the steer banged against the horse's body, which gave forth a hollow sound; the horse himself squealed, stumbled, and went over with a crash. Fortunately Sue had known enough to loosen her foot from the stirrup.
He had an inkling, too, as to Sue Latrop's attitude toward the range girl and believed that some unkind expression of the Boston girl's feelings had tempted Frances to show herself in barbaric guise at the dinner.
Frances fairly stood in the stirrups to pull the pinto down and she was not sparing of the quirt. It angered her that Molly should "show off" just now. She had heard Sue Latrop's shrill laugh. When she rode back Frances did not offer to shake hands with the Boston girl. And, as it chanced, she never did shake hands with her.
She was trying to remember any girl of that name with whom she had gone to school at the Amarillo High. "Sue Latrop's a distant cousin of Mrs. Bill Edwards, and she's from Boston. She's Eastern to the tips of her fingers and talk about 'culchaw'! She has it to burn," chuckled Pratt. "Bill Edwards says she is just 'putting on dog' to show us natives how awfully crude we are.
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