... kind of a hat was that, Miss Tonia, " he called, "that you ordered from San Antone? I can't help but be sorry about that hat." "A straw," said Tonia; "the latest shape, of course; trimmed with red ... red roses That's what I like red roses. " "There's no color more becoming to your complexion and hair," said Burrows, admiringly "It's what I like," said Tonia "And of all the flowers, give me red ... he heard the drumming of hoofs, the hollow "thwack" of chaparral against wooden stirrups, the whoop of a Comanche; and Wells Pearson burst out of the brush at the right of the trail like a precocious...