I say suppose it's a flash in the pan and you have to crowd the distance in between you and this part of the world, you can't tell me you'll have any use for her then." Slosson paused impressively.

"And here's Mr.Ware feeling bad, feeling like hell," he resumed.

"Him and me don't want to be left in no trap with you gone God only knows where." "I'll send a man to take charge of the keel boat.

I can't risk any more of your bungling, Joe." "That's all right, but you don't answer my question," persisted Slosson, with admirable tenacity of purpose.
"What is your question, Joe ?" "A lot can happen between this and midnight--" "If things go wrong with us there'll be a blaze at the head of the bayou; does that satisfy you ?" "And what then ?" Murrell hesitated.
"What about the girl ?" insisted Slosson, dragging him back to the point at issue between them.

"As a man I wouldn't lift my hand ag'in' no good looking woman except like I said--in kindness, but she can't be turned loose, she knows too much.