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Barrados's expression changed. The scowl between his brows smoothed out, and there was something like a smile on his lips. He had the air of a man who was absolutely master of the situation and in a position to humour his enemy. He lighted a fresh cigarette and lay back easily in his chair.
"You are a brave man," he said. "A very brave man, and I have the highest respect for that sort of thing."