But if I painted her as I'd like to, the natives would instantly distrust me; and I'd have to build up confidence all over again. ” “Who will?” “The police! The families of the people I’ve killed! I’m guilty!” “How old do I have to be?” “I beg your pardon?” “To be of use to you. ‘You are really not helping matters, my friend. Will you forgive me—if I say no more?” She looked at him with perplexed, earnest eyes. Lots of us are like that. I pledged my thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as good as my word. "Do you think I'm afeard of a beggarly thief-taker and his myrmidons? Not I.
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