And why do you say people 'like me'?
There are no people like me." "You know what I mean.

You're not a Westerner.

You are what a cowpuncher would call a swell Easterner." Ignoring Gray's grimace of dislike she went on, deliberately exaggerating her musical Texas drawl.
"You are a person of education and culture; you speak languages; you have the broad 'a,' and if you had to go unshaven it would be a living death.

You are rich, too, and probably play the piano.

People like that don't admire cow-girls." The man laughed heartily.