So, good-bye to Nephew Stanley!" "Look here, Mr.Oscar; that's no good, you know," remonstrated Pelman.
"What's the good of throwing Johnson into jail for five or ten days--or perhaps only a fine?
He may even have letters from Stan to some one else in Vesper, some one influential; he may beat the case.

He'll be out there in no time, making you trouble.

That old goat looks as if he might butt." Mitchell smiled.
"That's only half my plan.

The jailer is also one of your handy men.

I'll furnish you plenty of money for the Pooles and for the jailer--enough to make it well worth their while.