I think you--you mean well; your words sound honest, and your--your face inspires confidence.

Only I have found so much deceit, so much cruelty and heartlessness in the world I have become afraid of everyone.

But I--I simply cannot let you go with me--oh! please don't urge it!" I leaned forward, my face full of sympathy, my voice low and earnest.
"And do you suppose I will consent to desert you after that confession ?" I questioned, almost indignant.

"I would be a brute to do so.

You saved me from arrest just now; for me to have been taken to the station house and searched would have put me in a bad hole.