In spite of himself, the politician shifted uneasily under the keen gaze.
"Let me tell you why Demon George is still at liberty. As it happens, I was immediately informed as soon as he set foot in the place. But I had nothing to arrest him on—no description from the States—remember, the crime is five years old—nothing but insinuations from men who might owe him a grudge. I took the best course open to me, Mr. Molyneux, under the circumstances—wired the Yankee officials, did my best to keep the thing dark—unfortunately, the Prophet spoilt my plan—and had the man constantly shadowed. So far I'm still waiting for news—Texas is a long way off, five years a long time. But Demon George has obligingly remained in town, out of bravado, and sooner or later will give me grounds for arresting him. Or, if he tries to leave, I'll jail him on suspicion. The Prophet hasn't made a fool of me—only of itself!"
The politician was utterly at a loss. He saw that his shot had missed. As soon as the American outlaw was actually in jail, Hector's apparent apathy would be explained. The citizens of Broncho, at present worked up to some hostility, would see that the Superintendent had done right and had been at all times conversant with every move of Demon George. They would swing round to their old love and the Prophet would be discredited.
Unable, for the moment, to meet the situation, Welland assumed the friendliest aspect and said:
"Well, Major, I congratulate you. I was wrong. Now, what do you want me to do?"
Hector took his triumph quietly.
"Keep the Prophet quiet till I've landed Demon George. And prevent similar blunders in future," he answered.
"I told you I don't control the Prophet," said Welland. "So I can't promise. But I'll do my best."
"That's all I want," replied Hector, rising. "I knew you'd help. Goodbye."
With Hector's departure, Welland sat down to think. The interview had shocked him severely. His opponent was not going to go down tamely, he saw that. Moreover, he was apparently confident that he could defend himself single-handed. Welland had honestly believed that in the matter of Demon George, Hector had been caught napping. Furthermore, Hector's appeal for silence, while humbling the Superintendent, acted as a drag on Welland for the future. After what Hector had said, he could not very well continue his attacks. He wanted Demon George to escape, so that the Prophet's campaign might deeply impress the people. But his escape now seemed impossible.