I make love like a man ought to--" "Are you making love to me ?" she inquired, curiously.
"It's a little bit sudden, I know, but a man has to begin some time.

I think you'd just about suit me.

We'll both have money before long, and I'll be good to you." The girl laughed derisively in his face.
"Now don't get sore.

I mean business.

I don't wear a blue coat and use a lot of fancy words, and then throw you down when I've had my fun, and I don't hang around and spoil your chances with other men either." "What do you mean ?" "Well, I'm no soft-talking Southerner with gold buttons and highfalutin' ways.