"Why?"
"Because I—I—But what's the use, you won't believe me." And Dan
Baxter hung his head for a moment.
"Maybe I will. Tell me why."
"I came away from them because I was sick of their doings, that's why. I—I am sick of all of it,—sick in body and in mind, too."
"You didn't want to see us doped, as they call it?"
"No! no!"
"And that is why you warned us and gave us that good water?"
"Yes."
"Dan, you're a little bit more of a real man than I thought you were.
I thought you were willing to do anything against me and my brothers."
"Well, I was once, but now—But what's the use of talking, you won't believe me. And why should you? I've been against you ever since we first met."