Kate's got ideals and prejudices--and she don't know all your little personal traits.

She's heard a lot about you, of course.

We was married right after we came outa the North, you know, and of course--Well, you know how a woman sops up adventure stories; and seeing you was the star performer--" "And that's a lie," Ford put in modestly, albeit a trifle bluntly.
"No, it ain't.

She got the truth.

And she's so darned grateful," he added lugubriously, "that I don't know how to square your record with that face! Unless we can rig up some yarn about a holdup--" He paused just outside the mess-house door and eyed Ford questioningly.