I never thought I should come to this--holding up a preacher down here!" And the man laughed a hard, short laugh.
"Then you're not----" Philip hardly knew how to say it.

He wanted to say that the man was not connected in any way with the saloon element; "you're driven to this desperate course on your own account?
The reason I ask is because I have been threatened by the whiskey men, and at first I supposed you were one of their men." "No, sir," was the answer, almost in disgust.

"I may be pretty bad, but I've not got so low as that." "Then your only motive was hunger ?" "That was all.

Enough, ain't it ?" "We can't discuss the matter here," said Philip.

He hesitated, rose, and stood there looking at the man who sat now with his head resting on his arms, which were folded across his knees.