"Say, are you friends of Bill Wingo?" demanded the district attorney.
"You know better than that," snapped back Jonesy. "It's just that we're gonna know what's what."
"But what good will it do to rearrest Hazel Walton?"
"Then you haven't any evidence against Bill Wingo?" persisted Jonesy.
"I didn't say that. I——"
"If you can't tell us what the evidence is, we'll take it you haven't any. I knew there was some trick in it when you turned Hazel loose. You and your evidence against Bill Wingo! You lousy liar, you gotta get up early in the morning to pile us! You listen to me! You issue a warrant for that girl's arrest immediate!"
"I can't," denied the district attorney. "I haven't the power to issue warrants. No justice of the peace has yet been appointed to fill Driver's place, and the nearest judge is Donelson at Hillsville."
"Under the law," horned in Felix Craft, suddenly choosing his side, "when a felony has been committed, and there is reasonable cause for believing that the person to be arrested has committed it, that person may be arrested without a warrant."
"I thought you didn't want anything to happen to Hazel Walton," fleered the district attorney.
"I don't want her hurt, that's all. I haven't any objection to her being tried for the murder of Tuckleton. But I ain't going to have you haze her around. Understand?"