She looked at him challengingly, mockery in her eyes.
"So you came here because the Drifter told you there would be
trouble--and a woman. How perfectly delightful!"
He sensed her mood and responded to it.
"It's sure delightful. But it ain't unusual. I've always heard that
trouble will be lurkin' around where there's a woman."
"But you would not say that a woman is not worth the trouble she
causes?" she countered.
"A man is willin' to take her--trouble an' all," he responded, looking
straight at her.
"Yes--if he can get her!" she shot back at him.
"Mostly every woman gets married to a man. I've got as good a chance
as any other man."
"How do you know?"
"Because you're talkin' to me about it," he grinned. "If you wasn't
considerin' me you wouldn't argue with me about it; you'd turn me down
cold an' forget it."
"I suppose when a man is big and romantic-looking----"
"Oh, shucks, ma'am; you'll be havin' me gettin' a swelled head."
"He thinks that all he has to do is to look his best.
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