Vooruzhyon i ochen opasen (Armed and Very Dangerous) Page #3

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- But it might've been found.

- By whom?

By the one who used to be

poor, but who's very rich now.

The day after tomorrow I'll tell you

everything in the old Spanish cemetery

at 6 in the evening.

All I'll come to know.

And how much will it cost?

One grand.

I got about 600 dollars

worth of gold sand on me.

You still have time. Turn

for help to your buddies.

We don't have such buddies.

And what about Hamlin?

Young man, at times we don't

know who's our true friend

and who's our foe till

the very last moment.

But this is another secret.

Too bad, it's not for sale.

Hi, sheriff.

Who are you?

- Your conscience.

- What do you want?

Peter Damphy, I've come to remind you

that although Judge Fleming's

bones turned into ashes ages ago,

his soul keeps roaming the world

and it won't be let go in peace.

Oh, Peter, you've become so edgy.

You've always dug theatrical

cheap stuff, Lucky Charlie,

but, honestly, today that was close.

Hi.

Help yourself.

Don't laugh at my boots.

They got the dust and mud of all the

roads of our great America on them.

And of all jails, too.

The jail, like a

grave, is open for all.

- But not for me.

- Get a load of these millionaires!

Why this masquerade?

Are you blackmailing me?

May I die from hunger or eat

from the same bowl with the blacks

if I dare blackmail my old buddy.

I place business above

all. What do you want?

Peter, I place kindness above all.

I've thought about help on my way here.

That's different, then.

You didn't get it. I

don't ask you for help.

It's you who asks me not to blab

around how we took out Fleming.

A murder is no big deal here.

Do you want me to blab around

how you got back to the woods?

Do you remember it?

And picked up Fleming's map?

You couldn't see it. Just couldn't.

Right. I didn't see it.

I heard it 30 minutes ago.

What else did you hear?

The old man charged one grand, but

they got just 600 dollars on them.

- They count on their buddy.

- What's his name?

Hamlin.

Mrs. Damphy,

I've come to congratulate

you on your happy marriage.

Madam, I dared to bring him here.

I thought you'll be glad to see him.

Make sure no one comes in here.

Jack!

Darling.

Peter Damphy is a criminal.

This Fleming knew it all:

where this gold is,

where silver is hidden.

But he couldn't

predict one minor thing:

that I, who he treated like a dirty

dog, would inherit all his riches.

It would've come as

a big surprise to him.

Say, aren't you scared?

God backs up the rich and the strong,

or there'll be no poor and weak ones.

I can't believe it. If I had

gotten back to the woods then,

I'd be in your place now.

And I'd be rich and

handsome, like a circus owner.

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