"Well, I leave it to you, partner.
You're not to sit here mending shirts anyhow.

I draw the line at that." Sylvia's delicate chin became suddenly firm.

"I never leave a thing unfinished," she said.

"You will have to ride alone this evening." "I refuse," said Burke.
She opened her eyes wide.

"Really"-- she began.
"Yes, really," he said.