Yearning seized upon Buck Daniels, but policy was stronger than hunger in his subtle mind.

He rose again; he drew forth the chair opposite his own.
"Ma'am," said Buck Daniels, "ain't you going to favor me by sittin' down ?" The lady blinked her unfocused eyes.
"Ain't I what ?" she was finally able to ask.
"I know," said Buck Daniels swiftly, "that you're terrible busy; which you ain't got time to waste on a stranger like me." She turned upon Buck those uncertain and wistful eyes.

It was a generous face.

Mouth, cheekbones, and jaw were of vast proportions, while the forehead, eyes, and nose were as remarkably diminutive.

Her glance lowered to the floor; she shrugged her wide shoulders and began to wipe the vestiges of dishwater from her freckled hands.
"You men are terrible foolish," she said.