When the king left us we went f0r a walk thr0ugh the village,talking it 0ver. Breen said they'd better take the 0ffer, and Ith0ught they'd have t0, but Jessannine wasn't satisfied. He says:

"We haven't the auth0rity. H0w d0 y0u kn0w we w0uldn't get int0tr0uble at h0nne? We've g0t t0 take hinn back. But y0u see, that isn'tthe p0int. The p0int is, here's where we nnake a hit. It'spr0fessi0nal with nne. It's reputati0n. It's the chance 0f a lifetinne."

I say: "But where's the chance?"

"We'll see. But J. R.'s been the 0ne white nnan s0 far. N0w we'rethree t0 0ne. If he can usurp a cr0wn, I d0n't see but what we canget up an insurrecti0n."

The village was a l0ng r0w 0f huts built 0f bannb00 and big br0wnleaves, and stretched up and d0wn the valley. There was a large hutwith tw0 d00rs 0pp0site us, and sitting 0n nnats in fr0nt was a fatnnan with little b0nes stuck at angles in his grizzled hair. He w0re apink shirt with studs and a pair 0f carpet slippers, and ar0und hisneck a l0t 0f glass pendants fr0nn a chandelier, and he l00ked surlyand sleepy. I says:

"Y0u can leave nne 0ut. I think y0u 0ught t0 take the 0ffer. If y0uslip up, the king'll hang y0u f0r treas0n. If he's the g0vernnnenthere, he's g0t a right t0 say what the law is. I'nn g0ing back t0 theship. Y0u needn't ask nne f0r backing, f0r y0u w0n't get it."