But you see, if more women come out in here, now, things'd be different.

I been thinking of Sim Gage, ma'am.

I wanted you to do something fer me, or him, ma'am." "Indeed ?" demanded she.

"And what may that be ?" "I don't mean nothing in the world that ain't perfectly all right," began Wid, hesitatingly.

"I only wanted you to write something fer me.
I'm this kind of a man, that when he wants anything to be fixed up, he wants it to be fixed up right.