Read the excerpt from "Lather and Nothing Else." I’m sure that with a good strong blow, a deep cut, he would feel no pain. He would not suffer at all. And what would I do then with the body? Where would I hide it? I would have to flee, leave all this behind, take shelter far away, very far away. But they would follow until they caught up with me. "The murderer of Captain Torres. He slit his throat while he was shaving him. What a cowardly thing to do!” And others would say, "The avenger of our people. A name to remember”—my name here. "He was the town barber. No one knew he was fighting for our cause.” How could the internal conflict in this excerpt best be summarized? coward vs. avenger captain vs. barber weakness vs. strength pain vs. suffering