Or it may have been over politics; both of them mix in that.

Anyway, he doesn't think highly of the elder Menocal, and has no use at all for the younger; so I know he would be vexed at Ruth and me for receiving this Charlie." "You didn't know him that day he and I clashed at the ford," Lee suggested.
"Oh, no.

Our meeting came about one afternoon about a week afterward.
He overtook us on the road a mile or so away from here and politely offered to bring us home in his car; we were walking and couldn't very well refuse his courtesy, and then he asked to call and Ruth at once gave him permission, and that's the way it came about.

But I thought it wise to draw the line at going off miles and miles with him to see ruins.

Of course, Ruth hasn't any uncle to consider, but uncle or no uncle I should have drawn the line just the same." "A colour line, eh ?" Lee asked, with a lift of his brows.
"Yes, that's it, though I hesitated to put it in just those words," she agreed, with a nod, while both her lips and her blue eyes smiled at him in amusement.