The Chinamen were put into a cell together, and Coffin was locked in a separate compartment containing a single occupant, a weazened little man with a chin beard, wearing a pepper-and-salt suit. At the irruption of visitors, there arose from the women’s cell an inhuman clamor, raised by two wretched creatures. They shrieked like fiends of the pit wailing in mockery at the spirits of the damned. Coffin put his hands to his ears.
His new companion regarded him with a watery blue eye. “All-fired nuisance, ain’t it? Gosh, they yelp like seals at the Cliff House! I wish the sergeant would turn the hose on ’em. I would. They go off every twenty minutes, like a Connecticut alarm-clock. Never mind, we’ll get out of this soon. What were you pulled for?”
Coffin narrated his adventures in Chinatown.
“Oh, you’re all right, then, it’s just a periodical spasm of virtue by the police. But I’m in for it. They’re goin’ to sock it to me, by Jiminy!”
“What’s the matter?” Coffin asked.
The little Yankee crept over to the Freshman’s ear and whispered mysteriously, “Grand larceny! They ain’t charged me with it yet, but they’re holdin’ me till they can collect evidence. And me a reformed man. I’m a miserable sinner, but I’ve repented, and I’ve paid back everything to the last cent!”
His confession, which was becoming per-fervent, was here interrupted by a policeman who was looking through the cells. “Hello, Eli,” he said, with a sarcastic grin, “back again? I thought it was about time!”
“Say, what’s our little blue-eyed friend been up to, officer?” the Freshman inquired.
The man laughed. “Vagrancy, of course. Just look at him. Ain’t he got the eye of a grafter? We find him begging on the street every little while, but he’ll get off with a reprimand. He always has plenty of money on him. He’s nutty. Crazy as a hatter, ain’t you, Eli?” He laughed again and passed on.
“Did you hear that?” cried the little man, angrily. “He pretends I ain’t up for felony, but I am, though they can’t prove it. It’s persecution, that’s what it is. I don’t mind the fine for vagrancy, but I’m afraid if I have to go to jail I’ll lose my car.”