She says nothing to that, she can't. She doesn't want to think how it might be the same. Insane dream that it might be - that land represented an idea that might be. How many of her own people, those she recruited, had died for that idea? Where they had poured over the maps of the United India Company trading routes, destroying shipment after shipment?

"I've heard you're all cowboys, shooting your guns off, no manners, all drunk. That sort of thing."