"You and Hildreth and Darrie would best take the three o'clock train back to New York then."
"I haven't the least intention of doing that."
"What are you going to do?"
"—just let them come."
"You won't—fight?"
"As long as I'm alive."
"You just said you were afraid."
"Where a principle is considered, one can be afraid and still stick by one's guns."
"You're a real man, John Gregory, as well as a real poet, and I'm going to help you ... if it was the townspeople alone I would hesitate advising you ... but it's dirty, hired outsiders who are back of this feeling. Here!" and she stepped over to the mantel and brought a six-shooter to me and laid it in my hand, "can you shoot?"
"A little, but not very well."