“Left?”
“Yes.”
“What did he leave for?”
“Why, he got in a little trouble out at Jones’ Chapel, where the colored people were having some kind of a church festival, and the officers were after him.”
“He jumped the game, and left you in the lurch?”
“No; I told him to run so that they could not serve a warrant on him.”
“And you a justice of the peace, too?”
“Yes; I wasn’t elected to try my own negroes.”
“How much does Jim owe you?”
“I don’t know, exactly.”