In anticipation of the money soon to be received, and in honor of Jack's release, Deb prepared quite an elaborate dinner.
It nearly took her breath away when she discovered that the outlay footed up to nearly a dollar--a large sum for them. But then her brother did delight in cutlets, with potatoes and green corn, and somehow the table wouldn't have looked complete without some stewed prunes and a pudding-dessert--the latter just fixed to tickle Jack's palate.
During the meal Mont slipped in, and was compelled to sit down with them. He was delighted to see the young machinist free, but shook his head over the price that had been paid for liberty.
"What do you intend to do now?" he asked.
"Find Andy Mosey, if I can, and have him arrested," replied Jack. "It is the only way, I believe, that I can clear myself."
"It isn't likely you will find him," remarked the young man. "He will no doubt keep shady for a while."
"I shan't look for him to-day, excepting to strike a clue," was the young machinist's reply.
After the meal was finished, and Mont had gone, Jack announced his intention to do the repairs that he had promised Farmer Farrell.
"I might as well do them at once," he said to Deb, "it will be several dollars in pocket, and we need all the money we can get now. If this case goes to trial I'll have to hire a lawyer, and they charge heavily."
"So, I've heard," replied Deb, "but I wouldn't mind that if only you get free."