"The purer it is the more it is misunderstood. I have tested the matter.
I know."

"Then you yourself would not go forth into the world and do good to men,
without calculation and without price?"

"I don't think I would," declared Farr, dryly. "And I am so little
interested in the matter that I think you'll have to excuse me from
further talk about it. You have just had one illustration in a crude way
of how the world misunderstands anything that's out of the ordinary."

"Have you any advice to give me?"

"Not a word. I'm not even able to give myself sensible counsel. Good day
to you!"

"Then you do not care for my company longer on the way?"

"I do not. Excuse my bluntness, but these are parlous times for
wayfarers and I cannot afford to have a tin can tied to me as I go
about."

"And you are absolutely selfish?" called Chick.

"I think so," replied Farr from the highway, getting into his stride.
"When I see you again I expect you'll be wondering why you ever were
altruistic. That will be the case, providing you wear that armor any
longer."