Freckles felt that he had some hope to cling to now, but he found himself praying that the Angel would hurry.
Once Jack came to Freckles and asked if he had any water.

Freckles arose and showed him where he kept his drinking-water.

Jack drank in great gulps, and as he passed back the bucket, he said: "When a man's got a chance of catching a fine girl like that, he ought not be mixed up in any dirty business.

I wish to God I was out of this!" Freckles answered heartily: "I wish I was, too!" Jack stared at him a minute and then broke into a roar of rough laughter.
"Blest if I blame you," he said.

"But you had your chance! We offered you a fair thing and you gave Wessner his answer.