I hope that you may recover, yet get some happiness out of life." But the gambler's eyes blazed with ferocity.
"Don't waste any soft soap on me, Reade," he said slowly, and with many pauses.

"The Doc is a fool.

I'm going to get well, and there will be just one happiness ahead of me.

That will be to find you, wherever you may be, and to what I tried to do to you to-night." "Can't you forget that sort of thing, Duff ?" asked Tom gravely.

"Not that I'm afraid of you; you've seen enough of me to-night to know that I'm not afraid of you.