Just let me think up a little." The upshot of his considerations was that the jailer carried to a tailor's shop Johnson's coat and vest, sadly mishandled during the brief affray on the bridge; the deputy dispatched a messenger to the Selden Farm with a note for Miss Mary Selden, and also made diligent inquiry as to Mr.Oscar Mitchell, reporting that Mr.Mitchell had taken the westbound flyer at four o'clock, together with Mr.Pelman, his clerk; both taking tickets to El Paso.
Later, a complaisant jailer brought to Pete a goodly supper from the Algonquin, clean bedding, cigars, magazines, and a lamp--the last item contrary to rule.

He chatted with his prisoner during supper, cleared away the dishes, locked the cell door, with a cheerful wish for good night, and left Pete with his reflections.
Pete had hardly got to sleep when he was wakened by a queer, clinking noise.

He sat up in the bed and listened.
The sound continued.

It seemed to come from the window, from which the sash had been removed because of July heat.

Pete went to investigate.