Yes, I would give the stuff with both hands to every man, woman, or fool that likes to come along.

I know what you are thinking about.

But I am not taking my cue from the Red Committee.

I would see you all hounded out of here, or arrested--or beheaded for that matter--without turning a hair.

What happens to us as individuals is not of the least consequence." He spoke carelessly, without heat, almost without feeling, and Ossipon, secretly much affected, tried to copy this detachment.
"If the police here knew their business they would shoot you full of holes with revolvers, or else try to sand-bag you from behind in broad daylight." The little man seemed already to have considered that point of view in his dispassionate self-confident manner.
"Yes," he assented with the utmost readiness.