(Beckoning to the militiamen about the gate)
Three or four of you.
I give you ten days in the guard house, Buck.
Harvey Anderson.
You won't be there two hours, pard, take my word.
There's something going to drop here pretty soon.
Haskell.
(Calls after the militiamen)
Tell Mr. Jergens to step here a minute.
(Bentley is led away into the mill-yard)
Harvey Anderson.
(To the crowd)