No, it was not a dwelling in which to entertain a feminine guest.
"Maybe I had better go there and clear up things some," Dave stated, uneasily.

And without awaiting a reply from Bryant, he set off through the sagebrush for the house.
Ruth began to laugh, resting her cheeks in her hands.
"That poor solemn boy, he took me seriously!" she exclaimed.

"I shouldn't come alone, of course; it wouldn't be proper--and Imo would be horrified.

Well, you may as well sit down and talk to me, Mr.
Bryant, for you can't work alone, and I've come to stay awhile.
Imogene told me what a nice talk she had with you the afternoon I went to the ruins, and I hoped you'd come soon again, but you never did." "Perhaps I haven't been exactly neighbourly." He lowered himself to the ground and sat cross-legged, considering her.
"I thought that possibly I had offended you in going off so abruptly with Charlie Menocal," she said, with eyes fastened on his.

"You and he aren't very good friends.