You know Dan had--" Colonel Ramsay had been edging toward the door of Harwood's private room, and he now broke in upon the editor's reminiscences.
"You tell that story to Miss Farrell, Ike.

I'm spouting myself to-night, at a Christian Endeavor rally at Tipton, and want to see Dan a minute." Miss Farrell was inured to Pettit's anecdotes of Dan Voorhees, and the Fraserville editor continued, unmindful of the closing of the door upon Dan and Ramsay.
Ramsay pushed his fedora to the back of his head and inspected Dan's new furniture.
"Well, you did it! You've cut loose from your base and burned your bridges behind you.

I would have brought my congratulations sooner, but I've had a long jury case on hand.

You did it, my boy, and you did it like a gentleman.

You might have killed him if you had wanted to." "I don't want to kill anybody," smiled Dan.