"I won't say it ain't good.

It's a live man from the river.

But what do I want with that, when I can have the original man himself! My boy, the great game of life is to fight hard, and never to give in.

If you keep your eyes open, things'll happen that'll bring what you want." He stood up, striking a match to light his cigar.

It was dusk, and the light of the match gave a curious, fantastic glimmer to his powerful, weird, haggard face.