And to think I swore to Wade I'd forgive Jack Belllounds and never hate him--or kill him!...
There, that's letting the cat out of the bag, and it's done now.

But no matter.

The truth is, though, that I never could stop hating Jack while the pain lasted.

Now I could shake hands with him and smile at him.
"Well, as I said, I've ideas.

They're great.