The Virginian Page #3

Pick them up,

toss them...

Say, that's not bad.

Hi, Andy.

- Howdy, Ben.

This is a friend of mine.

Take good care of her. - Oon't fret.

Aren't you the new School Ma'am?

- Yes.

It'll be awful fine having you here,

Miss... - Wood. Molly Wood.

Miss Molly. Some ornery critters here

could use some learning.

And not just the little ones.

Have a nice trip.

- Trip? - To New York.

Oh, that!

I lost my roll in a poker game.

- Already?

It's amazing, isn't it?

But I'm glad I'll still be around.

Then I may see you again.

- You sure will! - Goodbye and thanks.

I think I'll take that job after all.

Hi there, Andy.

You brought her safe, I see.

Let me help you.

- Thank you.

How are you, Ma'am?

How do you do?

You must be tired from the long trip.

- I have an awful lot of things.

So much the better. It means you'll

stay a while. - That's about it.

Thank you and goodbye, Andy.

- Bye, Miss Molly.

I'd like to ask you in, but we're

going right over to your room instead.

There's your school house.

It's brand new. A man rode all the way

from town to help build it.

It's very nice.

What's that?

Just a coyote. - Are they dangerous?

- Only to sheep and chickens.

I've never heard of them harming

a person. - You'll get used to it.

Here we are.

This is the first home we had,

till the children came.

When you wrote us

we set right to work readying it.

We sent to Omaha for that bathtub.

- Mr. Taylor!

Let me take your bonnet.

I pictured you

as a hard-faced old maid.

But you're just... How could those

Vermont men let you get away?

Have you had supper? - Along the way.

- I'll get you something. - I'm tired.

Just a cup of coffee.

- Please, don't bother.

It's no bother. I always have

something on for the hand.

I'm glad you've come, Ma'am.

Mother gets lonely surrounded by men,

and the nearest white woman

10 miles away. - 10 miles?

But the school children?

Oistance don't mean anything out here.

The kids will ride over.

Sorry we didn't

go to meet you in Medicine Bow.

I was alright.

A very nice... cowboy helped me.

I think his name was Steve. He was

with a man they call the Virginian.

Oh, Steve Andrews. I didn't know

he was back in these parts.

They're great friends.

I know them both very well.

What's his name, the Virginian?

- Why, ah...

That's funny. I couldn't tell you.

There you are.

- Thank you.

Mother, what's the Virginian's name?

- I never heard of any other name.

That's curious.

- Not out here.

You don't ask a man his name out here.

He's Jones if he says that's his name.

You'd make a pile of money if you knew

all their names. - Not the Virginian?

No, no. He's alright.

I'm not saying anything against him.

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