Grigsby sank into a chair.

“Borrowed?” asked Jennings.

“Yes.”

“Public funds?”

“Well—I don’t know. Course—”

“Jim Lockhart didn’t have no private fortune—’ithout it ’as the int’rust.”

“Well, suppose it was.”

“An’thin’ to show fer it?”

“I gave him three notes—one for ten, two for five thousand each.”

“Well, you’re a bigger damn fool than I gave you credit fer bein’.”