Now, discharge me.

Then I'll be free to call on Mr.Burt Waters." Miss Sampson looked alarmed and Sally turned pale, to my extreme joy.
Those girls believed I was a desperate devil of a cowboy, who had been held back from spilling blood solely through their kind relation to me.
"Oh, no!" exclaimed Sally.

"Diane, don't let him go!" "Russ, pray don't get angry," replied Miss Sampson and she put a soft hand on me that thrilled me, while it made me feel like a villain.

"I won't discharge you.

I need you.