“‘Well, what is your charge then?’
“‘Fifty dollars, I guess—about fifty dollars.’
“‘You are very much mistaken. Here is the section regulating the matter.’
“‘Aw, what do I care about the statue?—The fee’s fifty plunks I tell yer!’
“‘And I tell you, my friend, I will not pay it!’ answered Holcomb, growing angry at the man’s insolent manner. ‘I will pay you half a dollar and not one cent more.’
“‘Then yer don’t get the certif. See?’
“‘I’ll see that I get it at once and teach you a lesson at the same time!’
“Holcomb swung angrily out of the room and made straight for the Sheriff’s private office. He knew the Sheriff well, and handing his card to the door-keeper was immediately ushered into the room, where he reported the actions of the Deputy. The Sheriff was indignant and rang the bell sharply.
“‘Send Mulqueen to me at once.’
“Mulqueen reported immediately and as soon as he had entered the room and closed the door the Sheriff turned on him angrily.