"In that case I shall have to take you back to the city."
"But then it will be too late; them fellers are bound to skip when they find out I've got away."
"What fellows?"
Jet looked up suspiciously.
"I don't want to say a word to anybody but the inspector."
"I told you he sent me to do the business. You can talk as freely as to him."
"Who are you?"
"Detective Harvey."
"From New York?"
"See here, my boy, I don't blame you for having doubts, and to set them at rest I'll prove that what I say is true," and the detective pounded on the bars of the cell door until the turnkey appeared.