I'll take all the blame." "I don't want you to.

I won't let you." She laughed hysterically.
"Vic, tell me that you're free ?" "I'm paroled." "Thank God! Oh, I've prayed and prayed--Vic, don't talk.

Sit down there--so! I just want to look and look at you.

There's a hollow, hungry place in me that's filling up again." "It was Pete Glass," said Gregg brokenly.

"He--he trusted me clean through when the rest was lookin' at me like I was a snake.