CHAPTER XII.
TWO VICTIMS.
Through a politician, with whom he was acquainted, Wilbur Field—he called himself John Wilbur—obtained a pass to the Tombs, and, upon presenting it, was readily admitted.
One of the officers on duty within the prison pointed out the cell occupied by Smith.
It was situated at the end of an upper tier, and the visitor found the door open.
Smith had plenty of money, and, of course, favor was shown him.
He dined on the best that a neighboring restaurant could furnish, while less wealthy malefactors were forced to content themselves with meager prison fare.
“Why, Wilbur,” said Tom, throwing down the paper he had been reading and rising from his cot.
The visitor did not press the extended hand very warmly.
“You don’t appear glad to see me,” the broker ventured.