"Especially not with a girl as innocent and unsuspecting as your daughter, Mr. Lee. I have seen that for a good while, and it has been a fight with my conscience to keep from coming here with this story. I couldn't delay it longer. I trust you see that I can have no hope of gain, and nothing but right motives in bringing you this story—which you will find fully substantiated by a course of inquiry."
Fairfax Lee was flushed and silent.
"All of Badger's friends, or most of them, I am sure, know that he was drunk, and not drugged, when he went aboard the Crested Foam. Some of them might admit this knowledge."
"You are a sophomore?"
"Yes."
"And Mr. Badger is?"
"Yes, sir."
"And you were recently his friend and roommate?"
"Yes."
"I have your card, which I will put by for reference. I presume, if I call on you, you will be willing to repeat anywhere what you have said to me here?"