And that's somethin' that bothers me a heap, Mr.Howitt.
"As I say, our girl was built like Sammy Lane, and so far as looks go she was his dead match.

I used to wonder when I'd look at them together if there ever was such another fine lookin' pair.

I ain't a goin' to tell you his name; there ain't no call to, as I can see.

There might be some decent man named the same.

But he was one of these here artist fellows and had come into the hills to paint, he said." A smothered exclamation burst from the listener.
Mr.Matthews, not noticing, continued: "He sure did make a lot of pictures and they seemed mighty nice to us, 'though of course we didn't know nothin' about such things.