Which I'll take chances an' lie a lot to say that any lady's beautiful, if you-all will only give me so much as one good feacher to go on.

But I'm powerless in the instance of Abby.

That's a blizzard effect to her face; an' the best you can say is that if she don't look lovely, at least she looks convincin'.

The gnurliest pineknot burns frequent the hottest, an' you can take my word for it, this Abby girl has sperit.

Speakin' of her appearance, personal, Missis Rucker--who's a fair jedge--allows later to Enright that if Abby's a kyard in a faro game, she'd play her to lose.
"'Which she looks like a sick cat in the face, an' a greyhoun' in the waist,' says Missis Rucker; 'an' I ain't got mortal use for no sech spindlin' trollops as this yere Abby girl is, nohow.' "'I don't know,' says Enright, shakin' his head; 'I ain't been enriched with much practical experience with women, but I reckons now it's love that does it.