“To prison?”
“No, sir.”
“Where, then?”
“To execute the sentence of the court, sir.”
“Oh!” exclaimed the General, looking hard at the Sergeant. “He has had his trial, has he?”
But Arrelsford, who chafed at thus being left out of the game, now stepped over and took up the burden of the conversation before the Sergeant could reply.
“We have done everything according to regulation, sir,” he said, saluting in a rather cavalier manner. He did not like General Randolph. If it had not been for his interference, the affair would have been settled long ago, and he still cherished a grudge against the latter for having arrested a man so important as the trusted agent of the Secret Service. “The findings have gone to the Secretary.”
“Ah!” said General Randolph blandly. He did not like Mr. Arrelsford any better than Mr. Arrelsford liked him.
“Yes, sir.”
“And he was found guilty, I presume?”