I have reason to suspect that the assault on me, this evening, is concerned with their general plan to get rid of me.

Perhaps--perhaps you're right, about my need of a bodyguard.

Though it's a humiliating thing for a grown man--especially a man of my size and strength--to confess.
We'll talk it over, tomorrow, if you are well enough." Brice nodded, absently, as if wearied with the exertion of their talk.

His eyes had left Milo's, and had concentrated on the man's big and hairy hands.

As Milo spoke of the supposititious criminals who desired his possessions enough to do murder for them, his fists clenched, tightly.