You're bashful.

Well, I'll help you along.

Come! You knew that Hale was away and these women were here without a man to help them.

You thought you'd find some money here, and have your own way generally, eh ?" The tone of Lee's voice inspired him to confidence; unfortunately, it inspired him with familiarity also.
"I reckoned I had the right to a little fun on my own account, cap.
I reckoned ez one gentleman in the profession wouldn't interfere with another gentleman's little game," he continued coarsely.
"Stand up." "Wot for ?" "Up, I say!" Manuel stood up and glanced at him.
"Utter a cry that might frighten these women, and by the living God they'll rush in here only to find you lying dead on the floor of the house you'd have polluted." He grasped the whip and laid the lash of it heavily twice over the ruffian's shoulders.

Writhing in suppressed agony, the man fell imploringly on his knees.
"Now, listen!" said Lee, softly twirling the whip in the air.