"Is this blackmail never to cease?" groaned Mr. Bascomb.
"Yes, when you've used me right," declared Evarts harshly.
"Didn't I come forward promptly on your bail?" demanded Mr. Bascomb.
"Sure, for you didn't dare do otherwise. But that only gave me liberty.
It didn't put any money in my pocket."
"Are you going to jump your bail, and leave me to pay the bond?" asked
Bascomb.
"Perhaps," said Evarts lightly. "You can stand losing the money."
"I suppose so."
"But when I jump," continued Evarts, "I'll have to stay out of the country after that. It'll take money—-and you'll have to furnish me with it."
"How much?"
"Well," continued the foreman, craftily, "I wouldn't leave the country with less than enough to set me up elsewhere. I'd need—-well, let me see. I couldn't start in a new country on less than ten thousand dollars."