Possession is the main thing, and I have you where you can't get away.

You hear me ?" She had not moved, although her form had straightened, and her hand no longer rested on the table.

Kirby had stepped close in front of her, his eyes glowing with anger, his evident intention being to thus frighten the girl into compliance with his wishes, but her eyes, defiant and unafraid, looked him squarely in the face.
"I certainly hear," she replied calmly.

"Your voice is sufficiently distinct.

I am a slave, I suppose, and in your power; but I despise you, hate you--and you are not going to take me to St.Louis tonight." "What can stop me ?" "That I am not obliged to tell you, sir." "But what will prevent?
The sheriff?
Puh! a few dollars will take care of him.