You've got a license to be proud of yourself.
Or maybe you didn't know you was speaking to a Mexican soldier, or something like that." He made a move to rise.

"Ex-cuse ME, if I've said something I hadn't ought.

I'll beat it, while the beating's good." "No, you won't.

You'll stay right where you are." His frank acceptance of her hostile attitude steadied Jean.

"Do you think I came all the way down here just to say hello ?" "Search me." Art studied her curiously.