Mebbe you don' care if she does get marry, eh ?" "Not if she gets a man that will treat her right." "Wal! Wal! Dere's no trouble 'bout dat," exclaimed Doret, fervently.
"No man w'at's livin' could treat her bad.

She's too good an' too purty for have bad husban'." "She is, is she ?" Gale turned on him with a strange glare in his eyes.
"Them's the kind that get the he-devils.

There's something about a good girl that attracts a bad man, particularly if she's pretty; and it goes double, too--the good men get the hellions.

A fellow can't get so tough but what he can catch a good woman, and a decent man usually draws a critter that looks like a sled and acts like a timber wolf." "Necia wouldn't marry on no bad man," said Doret, positively.
"No ?" said Gale.

"Let me tell you what I saw with my own eyes.