Well, those sorts ain't worth the salt an' iron in their blood. Ain't never cause to disrespect a dame.
（ some lines you don't cross. he's certain that there's a species of men what look at her an' see the worst in all her tattoos an' the like, but he ain't it, an' he'd frown mightly upon anyone who was. ）
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（ some lines you don't cross. he's certain that there's a species of men what look at her an' see the worst in all her tattoos an' the like, but he ain't it, an' he'd frown mightly upon anyone who was. ）