No good! Red beat it soon after that--beat it from Middleville on a freight train.

And I never heard a word from him....

Not a word...." "Blair, can't you see it Red's way ?" queried Lane, sadly.
"Yes, I can," responded Blair, "but hell! he might have gotten well.
Doc Bronson said Red had a chance.

I could have borrowed enough money to get him out west.

Red wouldn't take it." "And he ran off--exposed himself to cold and starvation--over-exertion and anger," added Lane.
"Exactly.