Judge Penfold's office was situated in the centre of the principal business block. When we arrived there we found a number of men standing about the door, no doubt discussing my escape, for they uttered many exclamations of surprise on seeing me.
Chief among them was Parsons, who looked pale and worried.
"Roger Strong!" he exclaimed. "Where have you been?"
"Took a walk for my health," I replied as lightly as I could, though my heart was heavy.
"Well, I guess we'll make sure it shan't happen again," he returned. "Hi, there, Booth! Here's your prisoner come back!"
In a moment the carpenter appeared upon the scene.
"You rascal, you!" he cried in angry tones. "A fine peck of trouble you've got yourself into!"
"What's all this about?" asked a heavy voice from the stairs, and Judge Penfold stood before me.
"I have brought your prisoner back, judge," replied Mr. Woodward.
"So I see. Well, Strong, what have you to say for yourself? Do you know breaking jail is a serious offence?"