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Updated: May 1, 2025
An' it's shore good to forget to see the smiles of the women an' the joy of the kids." At this juncture a tall young man entered the open door. He looked a rider. All about him, even his face, except his eyes, seemed old, but his eyes were young, fine, soft, and dark. "How do, y'u-all!" he said, evenly. Ann rose from her knees. Then Jean did not need to be told who this newcomer was.
Her mind was as busy as her hands. As she cleaned and swept and dusted she heard from time to time the voices of men, the clip-clop of shod horses, the bellow of cattle. And a considerable time elapsed before she was disturbed. A tall shadow darkened the doorway. "Howdy, little one!" said a lazy, drawling voice. "So y'u-all got home?" Ellen looked up.
That touch of embarrassment somehow removed her from this strong, raw, wild woodland setting. It changed her poise. It detracted from the curious, unabashed, almost bold, look that he had encountered in her eyes. "Reckon you're from Texas," said Jean, presently. "Shore am," she drawled. She had a lazy Southern voice, pleasant to hear. "How'd y'u-all guess that?" "Anybody can tell a Texan.
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