Maybe it's just one of those things in the scrapbook, but now when you carry it around in here...I didn't go in there to outbox him. I went in there to beat his brains out. To drive him into the canvas, to murder him. That's what I did. For what? The purse, a piece of the gate. Lousy money.

And now money is behind your trouble with Danaher.

They think I'm afraid to fight him, all the friends I've made here, even my wife.

But aren't you in a way?

Did you ever kill a man? Well I have, and all this talk about her big fortune. It's not that important.

Perhaps it is to her. It must be strange to you from America, but it's an old, old custom here, and believe me, it's a good custom. The fortune means more to her than just the money.

To me it isn't, and worth fightin' for.

Is your wife's love worth fightin' for?

I don't know. About all I know is I can't fight or won't fight unless I'm mad enough to kill, and if that means losin' her, I don't know. Maybe she doesn't love me enough.

It's a difficult situation. But I think you'll find the answer in God's good time.