Love's the big stuff.

It's what counts.
Don't you see?
I just love you, an' I gotta have you.

It's natural, I guess; and I've always found with horses, dogs, and other folks, that what's natural is right.

There's no gettin' away from it, Saxon; I gotta have you, an' I'm just hopin' hard you gotta have me.

Maybe my hands ain't soft like bookkeepers' an' clerks, but they can work for you, an' fight like Sam Hill for you, and, Saxon, they can love you." The old sex antagonism which she had always experienced with men seemed to have vanished.