i was told that gloria morgan was filth. that she was an abomination who preyed o othe weaknesses of lonely men. - you're a liar. - that she was a liar, a chcht, a thief-- - you're lying! you're a liar! - am i? then what is the truth, mr. sommers? do you want me to tell people she was a saint? - (scoffs) nonsense. have you ever known a woman that was? - no, i haven't. part saint, part devil, a great deal of turtledove and a whole lot of cat. - that's gloria. - i understand a gun battle was fought for her favors. - not for her favors, sir. for her hand, in marriage. - i beg your pardon. - i suppose... the other fellow h right to court her as i did, but... if you hadn'n'noticed, i walk with a limp. it was a good fight and a fair fight, and when it was over, we were both near dead. - and gloria morgan? - she waited until we'd both recovered our healths. then... told us she... didn't love either one of us... (door opens, closes) - i believe clay sent word i was coming. - yeah, he did. - and you know what clay wants you to do. -