'So you are afraid to die, Abe Dalton? Don't take God's name in vain, He will not hear you; you have cursed Him all your life, and now you want Him to save you. Stop that shivering, you coward!'
'You'll help me, doctor, you'll help me?' he moaned.
'Yes; I'll help you on one condition,' said the doctor.
'Name it. Any condition you like. I don't care what it is.'
'Swear to me you will not allow any of your gang to injure Jim Dennis, or anything belonging to him.'
Abe Dalton could have howled with rage. He hated Dennis and meant to be even with him.
'You hesitate,' said Dr Tom.
'No, no,' said Dalton. 'I'll swear it. None of my gang shall harm a hair of his head.'
'And not molest anything that is his,' said Dr Tom.
'No. I swear no harm shall come to him or his property,' said Abe Dalton.