"Not a farthing."
Bellshaw would like to have shot him.
"What guarantee have I that you will be silent?" he asked.
"I give you my word," returned Glen.
"That is nothing to me."
"But it is to me, and you will have to accept it."
"I will not."
"You will run Barellan?"
"No."
"I have another witness," said Glen at a venture.