He says that you, McKay, should be hung the moment we catch you.
He warned me not to take a chance--that you'd slit my throat in the dark without a prick of conscience.

And I'm a valuable man in the Service.

It can't afford to lose me." McKay shut his lips tightly, and did not answer.
"Now, while you're helpless, I want to tell you a few things," Breault went on.

"And while I'm talking I'll start the fire, so we can have breakfast.

Peter and, I are hungry.