You'll--" "I know the lady," Ford cut in dryly.

"I met her yesterday, and we commenced hating each other as soon as we got in talking distance.

She sent me to catch her horse, and then she pulled out before I got back.
She's a peach, all right!" "Oh.

You're the fellow!" Mason regarded him attentively.

"Now, I don't believe she said a word to Kate about that, and she must have known who it was packed her out of the house.