"I ain't much for looks.
Of course, I suppose women do kind of want to know what men folks is like, that way.

I hadn't thought of that, me being so busy--and me being so pleased just to look at you, and not even thinking of your looking at me." He struggled in saying these words, so brave for Sim Gage to venture.
"Yes?
Can't you go on ?" "I ain't so tall as some, but I'm rather broad out, and right strong at that.

My eyes is sort of dark, like, with long lashes, now, and I got dark hair, in a way of speaking--and I got good features.

I dunno as I can say much more." Surely he had been guilty of falsehood enough for one effort.

But he did not know he lied, so eager was he to have favor in her eyes.
"That's fine!" said she.