"The men you asked for, ma'am."
Drusilla rose as the two police officers entered the room. She said, pointing to the astonished clergyman, "I want you to arrest this man. He is a confidence man."
"What—what—" sputtered the clergyman.
"I want you to take him to the police station," said Drusilla firmly.
"Do you make a charge, ma'am?" asked one of the officers.
"Yes. I don't know what it is, but I make it. Take him to jail."
"But—but—" said the bewildered clergyman, "this is an outrage!"
"I don't care what it is, you go to jail. I promised the doctor I'd arrest the next man who tried to git money from me by saying he was from Adams. I don't believe you're a preacher; you don't look like one."
The officers went up to the man, who was evidently struggling with emotion, trying to find some suitable words to express his surprise and anger.
"Come along with me," said the officer gruffly. "Don't make no fuss; it won't go."