Well, it was really noticeable at how the poor man you saved regained his strength. It was quite amusing. You took him back to your ranch, MacFarlane's as they call it, and settled “Mr. Marston” in a nice, cozy house.

Now you race around the homestead like two children on their ponies.

“I hate to take money from a lady, miss.” He inquired, discussing the matter of the prize for the winner. His tiresome eyes looking into your direction as you both stood in the comfort of your sweet home.