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`` Find my way back ? '' she echoed softly . `` I could not lose it . I can ride over any part of this country at noon or at midnight , asleep or awake , with a saddle or without , with a bridle or without , with a trail or without . I 've ridden every horse that has ever come on the Crawling Stone Ranch . I could ride when I was three years old . Find my way back ? ''