“I 'll double our bet, Upton, if you like,” said Frobisher, languidly.
The other shook his head negatively.
“Why, the delay is clearly in your favor, man. If they were strong in their convictions, they 'd have brought him in guilty an hour ago.”
“That is my opinion too,” said Jennings.
“Well, here goes. Two fifties be it,” cried Upton.
Frobisher took out his memorandum-book and wrote something with a pencil.
“Is n't that it?” said he, showing the lines to Upton.
“Just so. 'Wilful murder,'” muttered the other, reading.
“You have a great 'pull' upon me, Upton,” said Frobisher; “by Jove! if you were generous, you'd give me odds.”
“How so?”