“Nobody would call you bad. You are a lovable man when you keep straight,” Burgess declared cordially.
“I graduated from the university back in the sixties,” Bond went on.
“You!” Burgess exclaimed.
“Yes, I’m one of your alumni brothers from Harvard. It takes more ‘n a college diploma to make a man sometimes, although this would mighty soon get to be a cheap, destructible nation, if we should pull the colleges out of it. The boys I’ve seen Sunrise make into men does an old man’s heart good to think about! But there’s more than booklearning in a Master’s Degree. There must be MASTERY in it. I never got farther ‘n an A.B., partly because Nature made me easy going, but mostly because whisky 贵阳哪个水会的服务好 ruined me. I finally came to Kansas. I’d have had tremens long ago but for that. But even here a man’s got to keep the law inside, or no human law can prevent his making a beast of himself.”
Saxon paused, and the professor waited.
“The man that sets the cussed trap for me is a law breaker, an escaped convict, and a murderer. That’s what drinking did for him; drinking and injustice in money matters together.”
Burgess started and his face grew pale.
“Oh, it’s a fact, Professor. There are several roads to ruin. One by the route I’ve taken. One may be too much love of money, of women, or of having your own way. You can ruin your soul by getting it set on one thing above everything else. Education, for instance, like the Wreams back there in Cambridge.”
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Saxon paused and looked once more at the tiny wavering smoke column, hardly visible now.
“He’s over yonder hiding away from the light of day under the bluffs by the fire that sends that curl of smoke up through the crevices in the rock, an outlaw thief.”
Saxon gazed long at the landscape beyond the Walnut. When he spoke again, it was with 贵阳耍耍 an effort.
“Professor, this outlaw got a hold on me once when I was drunk, drunk by his making. It would do no good to tell you about that. You could n’t help me, nor harm him. You’ll trust me in this?”
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“I certainly would never bring harm to you nor yours,” he said kindly.