Bill received her with whoops of joy, and set to work to dry her out.
"You know how to make people very comfortable, Bill. Are you married?" she asked him.
"Not jest now."
"Does that mean that you have been or you're going to be?"
"I had a wife fer a while, but she lit out with a logger thet played the fiddle."
"Well, did you just let her go?"
"Sure, she was gone when I heard 'bout it."
"That was tough," she commiserated him.
"Oh, I don't know. She didn't like it on a ranch. I got her in a mining camp, so natcherlly she thought it was slow out here. She was used to a shootin' or two on Sat'day nights."
"Think of not liking it here!"