I have been a fool, and I am ashamed of it." "That is easy enough to say, but---- Well, we will see what we will see." "You doubt my ability to keep away from the game ?" "Haven't I reason to do so ?" "You surely have.

But look here, Bart; you know as well as I the kind of fellows we are running with when we play cards with that gang.
Neither you nor I care to call Gage and Snell our particular friends." "That's right." "And Harris is a kind of uncertain fellow--neither one thing nor another." "Sure." "Sam Winslow hasn't enough stamina to resist temptation of any sort." "Go on." "Harvey Dare is a pretty decent chap, but he doesn't care a rap what people think or say of him." "Well ?" "Hans Dunnerwust has been inveigled into the game, and I am going to do my best to make him break away." Bart drew a deep breath.
"Go ahead, Frank," he said, "and I hope you may succeed in your missionary work.

You didn't name my failings, but I have them, or they have me, for I can't break away from them." "You can if you will try.

Make a desperate effort, Bart.

Think how differently you are situated than I, who was born with a passion for gambling." Bart rose impatiently.
"Drop it, old man," he growled.