In any case, let me assure you of this.

You won't get me to beg for mercy.

If you force me to drink that stuff you are talking about, I'll find the antidote, and as sure as there's a prison in America, so surely I'll make you suffer for it! If you take my advice," he went on slowly, "and I know what I'm talking about, you'll cut these ropes and set open your front door.

You 'll live longer, all of you." "An idiot," Elizabeth remarked pleasantly, "can do but little harm in the world.

The word of a person of weak intellect is not to be relied upon.