"If he hears he will kill." Babalatchi looked incredulous.
"Hai Tuan, you may believe me.

Have I not lived many years with that man?
Have I not seen death in that man's eyes more than once when I was younger and he guessed at many things.

Had he been a man of my own people I would not have seen such a look twice; but he--" With a contemptuous gesture she seemed to fling unutterable scorn on Almayer's weak-minded aversion to sudden bloodshed.
"If he has the wish but not the strength, then what do we fear ?" asked Babalatchi, after a short silence during which they both listened to Almayer's loud talk till it subsided into the murmur of general conversation.

"What do we fear ?" repeated Babalatchi again.
"To keep the daughter whom he loves he would strike into your heart and mine without hesitation," said Mrs.Almayer.

"When the girl is gone he will be like the devil unchained.