CHAPTER XX
A RECOGNITION
Jet did not spend much time trying to induce the prisoners to take advantage of the constable's offer.
It suited his plans best to have them refuse, and, after giving the information, he walked back to the hotel, as if the one desire of his life was to get a good supper.
When the meal was finished the night had fully come, and he would have set out at once to loiter around the constable's house but for the fact that as yet he did not know where that gentleman lived.
While standing in the office trying to make up his mind whom he could approach, in order to get this information, the manager joined him, as he asked:
"What did the boys say when you told them what was to be done?"
"I didn't wait to hear very much; but it struck me that they were not particularly well pleased."
"Why not?"
"They think it is foolish to work for the money when it may be possible to tire the squire out by holding on a while and letting the town support them."