CHAPTER ELEVEN.
JOHNNY WILL NOT BE A NICE BOY The jailer reappeared later, and finding Johnny sitting on the edge of the cot with his tousled head between his two palms, scowling moodily at his feet, advised him not unkindly to buck up.
Without moving, Johnny told him to get somewhere out of there.
"Your girl's father is here and wants to talk to you," the jailer informed him, overlooking the snub.
"Tell him to go to hell," Johnny expanded his invitation.

"If you bring him up here I'll kick him down-stairs.

And that goes, too.

Now, get out of here before I--" "Aw, say, you ain't in any position to get flossy.

Look where you are," the jailer reminded him good-naturedly as he closed the door.
He must have repeated Johnny's words verbatim, for Sudden did not insist upon the interview, and no one else came near him.