"A whole lot. I'm on guard in front here and I say you can't go in."
"Come now, be a good fellow, I want to have a look at the prisoner."
"Can't be done," returned Chester.
"You are a deucedly uncivil sort of a fellow," said the guard. "I don't seem to know you. What's your name?"
"None of your business," returned Chester.
"Is that so? Suppose I make it some of my business," and the guard took a threatening step forward.
"You'll be sorry, that's all."
"Think so, do you? Let me tell you something. I'm going to hunt you up in the morning and have it out with you."
"All right," said Chester. "You can suit yourself about that. But wait until morning. Remember we're guarding this prisoner now."
"Well, I've a notion to settle with you right now, prisoner or no prisoner. I don't like you."