‘And there’s a Red Shirt,’ the priest said. ‘A Red Shirt?’ ‘He really caught me.’ ‘Mother of God,’ the mestizo said, ‘and they all have the ear of the Governor.’ He looked up beseechingly. He said, ‘You’re an educated man. Advise me.’ ‘It would be murder,’ the priest said, ‘a mortal sin.’ ‘I don’t mean that. I mean about the reward. You see as long as they don’t know, well, I’m comfortable here. A man deserves a few weeks’ holiday. And you can’t escape far, can you? It would be better, wouldn’t it, to catch you out of here. In the town somewhere. I mean nobody else could claim …’ He said
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