YOUNG JACK:
((a sad smile))
%% Ain't I sweet enough.... I reckon not... not the way I been moping around today.%%
((stands up and heads toward LOW STARTLEPOINT HORSE))
((looks back at Ennis as though he is unwilling to tear his eyes off him again.))
See ya at camp, then, Ennis. I'll see what I can round up for us.
((heads back to camp))