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`` Florence , you jest hit the nail on the haid . Cowboys are all plumb flirts . I was wonderin ' why them boys nooned hyar . This ai n't no place to noon . Ai n't no grazin ' or wood wuth burnin ' or nuthin ' . Them boys jest held up , throwed the packs , an ' waited fer us . It ai n't so surprisin ' fer Booly an ' Ned -- they 're young an ' coltish -- but Nels there , why , he 's old enough to be the paw of both you girls .