Within a week "Brownie" was mounted, and ridden down to the House for
final inspection, before "going bush" to learn the art of rounding up
cattle. "He'll let you touch him now," Jack said; and after a snuffing
inquiry at my hands the beautiful creature submitted to their caresses.
Dan looked at him with approving eyes. "To think she had the luck to
choose him too, out of all that crowd," he said.
"We always call it instinct, I think," the Maluka said teasingly,
twitting me on one of my pet theories, and the Dandy politely suggested
"It might be knowledge.'"
Then the Quiet Stockman gave his opinion, making it very clear that he no
longer felt that women had nothing in common with men. "It never is
anything but instinct," he said, with quiet decision in his voice. "No
one ever learns horses."
While the Quiet Stockman had been busy rearranging his ideas of
womankind, a good many things had been going wrong at the homestead. Sam
began by breaking both china cups, and letting the backbone slip out of
everything in his charge.
Fowls laid-out and eggs became luxuries.
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