She gives him an expression which, when roughly translated, says 'Now you're getting it, slowpoke.'

"I won't abide marryin' somebody I don't care for. I don't care how rich he is."

There's a lovely mare across the aisle that catches her eye. Dark bay, with a white star, just like her Beaut. But she's much older than her Beaut is, of course. Still, she leans into Katherine's hand when she walks up to stroke her, whuffling pleasantly.

"How come they get all those nice things jus' for swinging a stick about? An' how do you mean the 'Baseball Hall of Fame'? Is that like being invited to court?"