"I won't go back to jail if I can help it," laughed Evarts, speaking to the negro. "As soon as I even up one or two grudges I'm going to slip away." "Break yo' bail?" asked the negro, showing his teeth. "That's about the size of it," nodded Evarts. "Den de w'ite gemman who done fu'nish yo' bond will be feelin' bad, won't he?" "Let him -he's no friend of mine," grunted the discharged foreman.