"I don't know anything you're trying to tell me, and anyhow this is not the place--" With that she hastened from him up the street.

Tarboe had a pang, and yet her very last words gave him hope.

"I may be a bit sharp in business," he said to himself, "but I certainly am a fool in matters of the heart.

Yet what she said at last had something in it for me.

Every woman has an idea where a man ought to make love to her, and this open road certainly ain't the place.