"You are," she retorted impatiently, "and you know it—"
"Do I?" as if dazed.
"You do, and did all the time—"
"Did I?" he felt like a parrot.
"You did!" Carolyn June snapped. "Good heavens," she continued, "why do men think they have to lie to women? Common sense and experience ought to teach them they can never fool them long—I hoped out here in the big West I would find one man who wouldn't lie—"
"Th' Ramblin' Kid won't," Skinny said as if suddenly struck by a bright thought, "—he wouldn't lie to you!"
Carolyn June laughed scornfully.
"Oh, yes he would," she declared, "all of them do—every last one of the poor frail"—contemptuously—"turtles!"
"But th' Ramblin' Kid wouldn't," Skinny persisted; "he won't lie to anybody."
"Not even to a woman?" she questioned incredulously.