"The defendants will be remanded to the custody of the marshal for removal."
The marshal and his deputies tapped the prisoners on the shoulders. Just then there was a slight commotion; Gibbs had pushed by the bailiff and was coming forward. He came straight up to the men. The marshal put out a hand to press him back, but Marriott said:
"Oh, let him talk to them a minute. Good God--!"
The marshal glared at Marriott, and then gave way.
"But he wants to be quick about it," he threatened.
Gibbs leaned over Mason's shoulder.
"Well, Joe," he said.
"I'm kangarooed, Dan," said Mason.
"It looks that way," said Gibbs.
"Dan, I want you to do something for me--I want you to send me some tobacco. You know you can get those clippings in pound packages; they only cost a quarter."