Can you believe in the apparent improbability of such a man as I am in the opinion of the folks at Silverdale getting tired of a wasted life and trying to walk straight again?
I want your answer, yes or no, before I head across the prairie for my own place." "Sit down," said Dane with a little smile.

"Do you think I would have brought you here if I hadn't believed it?
And, if I have my way, the first man who flings a stone will be sorry for it.

Still, I don't think any of them will--or could afford it.

If we had all been saints, some of us would never have come out from the old country." He stopped and poured out two glasses of wine.

"It's a long while since I've talked so much," he said.