"At least for the present.

Maybe I've gone loony, like Bram, and don't realize it yet.

I set out for a couple of Indians, and find a madman; and at the madman's cabin I find YOU, looking at first as though you were facing straight up against the door of-of-well, seeing that you can't understand I might as well say it--OF HELL! Now, if you weren't afraid of Bram, and if he hasn't hurt you, why did you look like that?
I'm stumped.

I repeat it--dead stumped.

I'd give a million dollars if I could make Bram talk.