"To be sure," said Spriggins, quickly. "Anything to oblige."
"No," said Tarbox, decidedly. "The warrant must be served now. You have no discretion."
"I'd like to oblige the gentleman," said the constable, who wanted to avoid trouble and see the performance.
"You can't. It won't be allowed."
"What's the use of losing the benefit of our money, Mr. Tarbox?"
"That's my affair. I don't want to see the circus. I consider it a wicked snare to lure souls to Satan."
"But I don't; you can go, you know," suggested Spriggins.
"No; I shall stay here to see that you do your duty."
"You have no charge over me," said the constable, with some spirit.