The Lord knows old Gillis was bad enough, but I 'm a damned sight worse.

Now, some woman has got to take you in hand, and I reckon I 've found the right one." "Goin' to get married, Bob ?" "Not this year; it's hardly become so serious as that, but I 'm going to find you a good home here, and I 'm going to put up plenty of stuff, so that they 'll take care of you all right and proper." The dark eyes never wavered as they looked steadily into the gray ones, but the chin quivered slightly.
"I reckon I 'd rather try it alone," she announced stubbornly.

"Maybe I might have stood it with you, Bob Hampton, but a woman is the limit." Hampton in other and happier days had made something of a study of the feminine nature, and he realized now the utter impracticability of any attempt at driving.
"I expect it will go rather hard at first, Kid," he admitted craftily, "but I think you might try it a while just to sort of please me." "Who--who is she ?" doubtfully.
"Mrs.Herndon, wife of the superintendent of the 'Golden Rule' mine"; and he waved his hand toward the distant houses.

"They tell me she's a mighty fine woman." "Oh, they do?
Then somebody's been stirring you up about me, have they?
I thought that was about the way of it.

Somebody wants to reform me, I reckon.