When nine o’clock came around the janitor made the round, inviting the sleepers to wake and get their breakfast.
“You can go to the d——l; you can’t make me eat,” said Jebolinski, and he settled himself for a nap.
But when the dinner hour came Albert made up for lost time and missed meals. At four o’clock he sent the janitor to the office to tell me that he wanted to see me. He was brought up.
“Well, Albert,” said I, “how much do you weigh now?”
“You had better let me go home. I will never tell you anything. It is no use keeping me here.”
“I don’t want you to tell me anything. I have secured more evidence in the last few days than I want, and now they are all arrested. I am going to prosecute you in court for conspiracy and murder; so you need not trouble yourself with being stubborn. I don’t want to see you again, not till I see you in court. Officer, take him back to the lock-up.”
“So you can do without me?”
“Yes, I am sure I can.”
Albert was escorted down stairs, but inside of two hours he asked for Officer Schuettler.