I like you, but I hate the others.

Please, please! For God's sake, let me go! They can't catch me if I have a little start." "I'd like to, but I--I dassent.

Sam would hunt me down and kill me--he would sure.

I am goin' myself--I can't stand it no longer." "Have pity! Don't leave me alone with them.

Oh, God, if you--" Moaning piteously, she pleaded with him; but he was obdurate, chiefly through fear of the consequences.