"How would you set to work?" demanded his master.
"You do what you can inside," said Chivey, "and I'll lay in wait for the messenger with the letter outside in case you fail."
"Good."
"You can buy that gaoler," said the tiger.
"I will."
"Do so. Your task is the easier of the two. Ten francs ought to square him."
"It ought," said Murray; "but I question if it will."
Murray was doomed to a sad disappointment in his operations, for do what he would, he could not "get at" the man charged with delivering the Harkaways' letters.
But he contrived to ascertain who the man was, and to give a description of him to the tiger.