“Why not?”
“Well, I met the other man first, Caliph.”
“Oh! Do you mind telling me what this other man does for a living?”
“He's a mining man, like Billy.”
“All right! Has the son of a horsethief got a mine like Bill's? That's something to consider, Dolores.”
“He has a mine fully as good as Billy's. Like Billy, he owns a half interest in it, too.”
“Hum-m-m! How long have you known him?”
“Not very long.”
“Be sure you're right—then go ahead,” John Stuart Webster warned her. “Don't marry in haste and repent at leisure, Dolores. Know your man before you let him buy the wedding ring. There's a heap of difference, my dear, between sentiment and sentimentality.”
“I'm sure of my man, Caliph.”