Chase, the lockup-keeper, had promptly and willingly attended to the errand upon which Andy had sent him.
“See here, Andy,” said Chase, “I understand they had you up in court.”
“Yes,” answered Andy, “they took me up to fix the bail.”
“How much?”
“Two thousand dollars.”
“Why!” exclaimed Chase, his face darkening, “that’s an outrage.”
“There’s something behind it,” muttered the lockup-keeper.
“Yes,” returned Andy. “Mr. Talbot is behind it. He seems to stand in with the prosecuting attorney. Mr. Jones was quite willing to drop the case, and said that Mr. Talbot had egged him on.”
Chase did not say any more just then, but as he strolled away, he muttered to himself in an excited manner. He busied himself about the place for the next hour. Then he showed Andy his own sleeping quarters, a quite comfortable, well-ventilated room, and set up an extra cot in it.