I'm being broken.

But I'm still a Mormon woman.

And you--you are Lassiter!" "Mebbe I'm not so much Lassiter as I used to be." "What was it you said?
Habit of years is strong as life itself! You can't change the one habit--the purpose of your life.

For you still pack those black guns! You still nurse your passion for blood." A smile, like a shadow, flickered across his face.
"No." "Lassiter, I lied to you.

But I beg of you--don't you lie to me.