"That's the straight truth, Dan, and you've done some pretty mean and desperate things."
"I don't know why I did them, Dick—honestly I don't. Lots of times I knew you and your brothers were right and I was wrong. But the Old Nick got in me and I—well, you know how I acted. Now I'm an outcast—nobody decent wants to have anything to do with me. Even my own father—" Dan Baxter stopped short.
"See here, Dan, I haven't time to talk now," said Dick, after a short and painful pause. "I didn't expect this of you. The whole question just now is this, Are you going to fight or keep quiet?"
"Are you going to fight those others?"
"Yes, if it becomes necessary."
"I don't want to fight any more."
"Then will you keep quiet?"
"I will. But, Dick—"
"Well?"
"If you capture those men, are you going to hand them over to the police?"