ReckonIunderstand。Youdon’tmeetmanystrangersan’Isortofhityouwrong——makin’youfeeltoomuch——an’talktoomuch。Whoan’
whatyouareisnoneofmybusiness。Butwemet……An’Ireckonsomethin’hashappened——perhapsmoretomethantoyou……Nowletmeputyoustraightaboutclothesan’women。ReckonIknowmostwomenlovenicethingstowearan’thinkbecauseclothesmakethemlookprettythatthey’renicerorbetter。Butthey’rewrong。You’rewrong。Maybeit’dbetoomuchforagirllikeyoutobehappywithoutclothes。Butyoucanbe——youaxejustasnice，an’——an’fine——an’，forallyouknow，agooddealmoreappealin’tosomemen。\"
\"Stranger，y’ushoremustexcusemytemperan’theshowImadeofmyself，\"repliedthegirl，withcomposure。\"That，tosaytheleast，wasnotnice。An’Idon’twantanyonethinkin’betterofmethanI
deserve。MymotherdiedinTexas，an’I’velivedoutheahinthiswildcountry——agirlaloneamongroughmen。Meetin’y’uto—daymakesmeseewhatahardlottheyare——an’whatit’sdonetome。\"
Jeansmotheredhiscuriosityandtriedtoputoutofhismindagrowingsensethathepitiedher，likedher。