"You really mustn't leave so suddenly as this.

There are a thousand questions on the tip of my tongue." Buck Daniels regarded the professional man with a hint of weariness and disgust.
"Well," he said, "I'll hear the first couple of hundred.

Shoot!" "First: the motive that sends you away." "Dan Barry." "Ah--ah--fear of what he may do ?" "Damn the fear.

At least, it's him that makes me go." "It seems an impenetrable mystery," sighed the doctor.

"I saw you the other night step into the smoking hell of that barn and keep the way clear for this man.