“You have thought many things that weren’t true; for you were never willing to believe anything but the worst. This is a lovely country here, isn’t it? And that cañon; it’s a horrid-looking hole, but fascinating.”
“As fascinating as sin, or a beautiful woman.”
She laughed lightly.
“You always had a way of saying startling things. If you had set your mind to it you might have been a great and successful flatterer.”
“I might have been many things, if other things had been different.”
“I suppose that is true of all of us. The trouble is that there seems to be no forgiveness for mistakes.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Her dark eyes looked into his. As they were withdrawn they took in every detail of his face and figure.
“I really didn’t know you were so good looking, Curtis! You’re really stunning on a horse, in that dark suit and those tan riding boots. I think you must have prospered down here?”
“I have lived.”