He must kill Pete Reeve, and to accomplish that great end he must first free him from the jail.

He went back to the hotel and went into the kitchen to find food.

The proprietor himself came back to serve him.

He was a pudgy little man with a dignified pointed beard of which he was inordinately proud.
"It's between times for meals," he declared, "but you being the biggest man that ever come into the hotel, I'll make an exception." And he began to hunt through the cupboard for cold meat.
"I seen Pete Reeve," began Bull bluntly.

"How come he's in jail ?" "Him ?" asked the other.