His manner and the smell of liquor about him were decidedly unpleasant.

The idea that he might be a tramp occurred to her.
Tramps are our bugaboos here in Bayport.
"A woman!" exclaimed the man hilariously.

"Well, say! I didn't believe there was one loose in this tail-end of nowhere.

Girlie, I'm glad to see you.

Not that I can see you much, but never mind.