“And you knew that all the time?” Scott asked.
“Certainly. Jarred was in the right, and Foster has been wrong always,” Sewall exclaimed.
As they approached old man Sanders’ cabin they saw him waiting for them at the gate.
“How is Jarred?” he called, as soon as they were near enough to hear him.
“Lots better,” Scott said.
“And is it true that Foster has gone to the penitentiary for life?” he asked eagerly.
“He’s gone to the penitentiary, all right,” Scott said, “and we hope it will be for life.”
“Good!” the old man exclaimed enthusiastically. “I congratulate you, young man, on the way you kept neutral,” he added with a grin.
“Well, it worked, anyway,” Scott retorted. He had noticed that Mr. Sanders had hardly spoken to Sewall, and he had thought that he would be surprised to see him.
“You surely know Mr. Sewall Wait, don’t you, Mr. Sanders?” he asked.