"Several."
"Specially on the Long Trail."
"Most of all on the Long Trail."
The Colonel shut his eyes. Maudie came and held a cup to his lips.
"Thank you. I begin to feel a little foggy. What was it we learned on the Trail, pardner?" But the Boy had turned away. "Wasn't it—didn't we learn how near a tolerable decent man is to bein' a villain?"
"We learned that a man can't be quite a brute as long as he sticks to another man."
"Oh, was that it?"
In the night Maudie went away to sleep. The Boy watched.
"Do you know what I'm thinking about?" the sick man said suddenly.