“They break my heart, these girls. They are so brave. Wyatt, you have to admire their nerve, at least! They go off alone into alleys and small rooms with violent, dangerous, lustful men twice their own size … Shall I confess my crime, Marshal?” Wyatt looked up. “City ordinances be damned,” Doc told him. “I am never entirely disarmed. And I just play cards with the bastards.”
