The woman on the ranch told me.

She said you knew girls did not do that, and that you did not respect me for going alone with you.

She said it was not right, and that you knew it." He looked at her impatient, angry, half ashamed that she should face him with these words.
"Nonsense!" said he.

"This is a case of necessity.

You are to be taken care of, and I am the one to do it." "But it is not the custom among people where you live, is it ?" The clear eyes faced him down, and he had to admit that it was not.
"Then I can't go," she said decidedly.
"But you must.