She's sort of shy.

This country's plumb new to her." "But honest, Sim"-- and his neighbor's curiosity now was apparent--"what sort of a looker is she ?" "Prettier'n a spotted pup!" said Sim succinctly.
"She like the country pretty well ?" "Says it's the prettiest she ever seen," replied Sim.

"That's what she said." "And you owe all this to me, come to simmer it down." "I ain't simmering nothing down," said Sim.

"Here's your gate.

Down there is mine.