CHAPTER V.The One Way.
Keith said nothing for some moments, staring up at the light stealing in through the window grating, his mind once again active.

The eyes of the black man had the patient look of a dog as they watched; evidently he had cast aside all responsibility, now that this other had come.

Finally Keith spoke slowly: "We are in much the same position, Neb, and the fate of one is liable to be the fate of both.

This is my story"-- and briefly as possible, he ran over the circumstances which had brought him there, putting the situation clear enough for the negro's understanding, without wasting any time upon detail.

Neb followed his recital with bulging eyes, and an occasional exclamation.