JUDGE (to Ben)
You heard the conditions? Shall I make out the bond?
BEN (reluctantly)
Yes.
[He sits moodily at right, looking down at the floor. Jane looks at him for a moment, then turns up to window.
JANE
It’s snowing!
JIM
Thought I smelled it. (He buttons his coat) Well, nothin’ to keep me, is there, Judge?
JUDGE