'Oh, Mr. Healy!'
Healy turned round scowling.
'Let's fight fair,' said Ticehurst. 'I'd like to know if you consider this conversation private?'
'Private be damned,' said Healy, 'it's what you like.'
And Ticehurst smiled.
'I think I'll fix him,' he said.
But Healy grinned. He grinned more widely than ever when Ticehurst's letter in the Sunday Oregonian gave the whole conversation between himself and Healy. This was followed up next day by an interview in which Ticehurst expressed much more astonishment than he felt at the ways of Pacific Coast ports. One would have thought him quite a child in such matters.
But even Ticehurst, who had not consulted Sedgwick, was a little surprised the following morning. He was arrested by the deputy-sheriff at ten o'clock.
'It's for libel,' said the police officer. And he read the warrant.
The information on which the warrant of arrest was issued read most cheerfully—