“Where is the nearest jail?”
“The jail of the county is at Welland, the county town,” replied the constable.
“Very well; take them there.”
“But I am here as guide,” repeated Stoliker.
The officer hesitated for a moment. “You haven’t handcuffs with you, I presume?”
“Yes, I have,” said Stoliker, producing the implements.
“Well, then, handcuff them together, and I will send one of the company over to Welland with them. How far is it across country?”
Stoliker told him.
The officer called one of the volunteers, and said to him:
“You are to make your way across country to Welland, and deliver these men up to the jailer there. They will be handcuffed together, but you take a revolver with you, and if they give you any trouble, shoot them.”