"Now, about my daughter--is there any hotel--are there any women ?" "Three, from Kansas," said Dan Anderson.

"That is, three real ones.
All the female earth, Mr.Ellsworth, comes from Kansas, same as all the baled hay.

Oh, yes, here she is!" He had been speaking with his voice somewhat muffled under the bed, but now emerged, bearing a dusty bottle in his hand.
Mr.Ellsworth looked at him a bit keenly; for, after all, he was not a bad judge of men.

"How long has that bottle been there ?" asked he, abruptly.
"Oh, a couple of years, maybe." "And you've never opened it ?" "No, why should I?
You hadn't come yet.

Of course, I knew you'd be along some day.