Then she felt herself thrust away from him with violence.

She sank on the couch and her head and shoulders struck the wall.
"Say, if you're a-goin' to keel over like thet I pass," declared Ruff, in disgust.

"Can't you Eastern wimmin stand nothin ?" Carley's eyes opened and beheld this man in an attitude of supremely derisive protest.
"You look like a sick kitten," he added.

"When I get me a sweetheart or wife I want her to be a wild cat." His scorn and repudiation of her gave Carley intense relief.

She sat up and endeavored to collect her shattered nerves.