"We will lie quiet and fish for a few days," I told Jublain. "Then off for London."
"London? Are you daft, man? That is where Genester will be, and where he is strongest."
"It is a vast city," I said complacently. "Folk say more than one hundred thousand people live there. How could I be found among so many?"
"You are a child," Jublain said angrily. "It is too small a place in which to hide from hate."
(from Sackett's Land, by Louis L'Amour)
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