You've treated the pure thing as if it were the foul thing; and yet, you want to keep the pure thing that you treat like a foul thing, under your rawhide whip, because it's young and beautiful and good.

You don't want to save her soul"-- he pointed to the Bible, which the old man had snatched from his pocket again--"you don't want to save her soul.

You don't care whether she's happy in this world or the next; what you want is what you can see of her, for your life in this world only.

You want--" The old man interrupted him with a savage emotion which Jonas Billings said made him look like "a satyre." "I want to save her from the wrath to come," he said.

"This here holy Book gives me my rights.