And you ain't, Ros.

We're both of us country folks, livin' here, and he's a city shark buttin' into the feedin' grounds.

He wants to hog the whole place and you and I say he shan't.

I'm thankful to him for one thing: his comin' here has waked you up, and it's goin' to make a man of you, or I miss my guess." I did not answer.
"You mustn't get mad because I talk this way," he went on.

"I'm old enough to be your dad, Ros Paine, and I know what I'm talkin' about.