"No," said the man stubbornly, without taking his eyes away from Wolf.
"I am not a coward. But your mission means death for many people,
people I call my friends. I do not like that."
"There is a necessity," said Wolf, quietly.
"Perhaps, perhaps," said Joseph Carroll, shaking his head dubiously. "I
do not pretend to understand the political complications. I know only
that, whether you succeed or fail, our village is lost. Our people will
suffer for what you do. Many will probably die. You cannot expect me to
like that."
"No," Wolf agreed. "We do not expect that of you, Joseph. No one
expects you to like this. But, tell me--"
"Yes."
"What was your tax the past year?" Wolf asked.