She seen you the other day when you rode in.

She shore wants to meet you, an' so do some of the other women in camp.

They always want to meet the new fellers who've just come in.

It's lonesome for women here, an' they like to hear news from the towns." "Well, Euchre, I don't want to be impolite, but I'd rather not meet any women," rejoined Duane.
"I was afraid you wouldn't.

Don't blame you much.