"Which way shall I walk?"
"Straight ahead. I reckon you know the road better than I do."
"That's a fact. There is a short cut after we get down here a bit, which will save nearly two miles of distance."
"Don't let him guide you," Harvey shouted, he having heard the remark. "Keep on the course you are familiar with."
"Never fear I'll let him show me anything," Jet replied cheerily, and he ordered the man to step out more briskly.
During the next ten minutes the two walked at a rapid pace in silence, and then Joe said without turning his head:
"I suppose you count on making a big pile by taking me to prison?"
"That's where you are mistaken. I'm only trying to square things after the scrape you got me into."
"Would you like to make five thousand dollars?"
"Of course I would."