[...]justified! She checked her pony as we came opposite Drute, and said, Can you use money? Can I, lyedy? said the fellow, leering in an attempt to look amiable. Wish I had the chance to try. The guard interrupted by telling her it wasn't permitted to speak to the convicts while out of bounds, and so we had to ride on. All Miss Cullen was able to do was to throw him a little bunch of flowers she had gathered in the mountains. It was literally casting pearls before swine, for [...].