Randy and Her Friends

The horse sneezed violently, as if in derision, and Randy laughed gaily at having her plainly expressed opinion of herself so forcibly confirmed. Leaving Snowfoot to crop the grass and clover, Randy crossed the field and followed a well trodden foot path which led to a little grove and there in the cool shade she paused to look off across the valley, and again her thoughts reverted to the shining gold piece.