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At last an officer came in and said he was to come to the police justice's for the preliminary examination of Sleeny. "They have caught him, then?" he asked, with assumed eagerness and surprise. "He had not got away?" "No," the man answered curtly. They came to the court-room in a few steps. Sam was there between two policemen. As Offitt entered, he smiled and slightly nodded.
But when he had come in and taken his seat, she found it was not so easy to make short work of him. Dealing with this one was very different from dealing with the other about the difference between handling a pig and a panther. Offitt was a human beast of prey furtive, sly, and elusive, with all his faculties constantly in hand. The sight of Maud excited him like the sight of prey.
"She wouldn't look at you. I'm not afraid of no man, Andy Offitt, I'm afraid of money." He flattered his jealous heart by these words. It was too intolerable to think that any mere man should take his sweetheart away from him; and though he felt how hopeless was any comparison between himself and Farnham, he tried to soothe himself by the lie that they were equal in all but money.
If it's a fair question, how do you make your livin'?" "That's all right. First place, I have got a good trade. I'm a locksmith." "So I have heard you say. But you don't work at it." "No," Offitt answered; and then, assuming a confidential air, he continued, "As I am to be one of the family, I'll tell you. I don't work at my trade, because I have got a better thing. I am a Reformer."
"Who's afraid of half a dozen cops?" said a burly ruffian, who carried a slunfg-shot. "There's enough of us to eat 'em up." "That's the talk, Bowersox," said another. "You go in and get the first bite." "That's my style," said Bowersox. "Come along, Offitt. Where's Bott? I guess he don't feel very well. Come along, boys! We'll slug 'em this time!"
As Offitt walked away on the same quest where Bott had so recently come to wreck, Saul sat smiling, and nursing his senile vanity with the thought that there were not many mechanics' daughters in Buffland that could get two offers in one Sunday from "professional men." He sat with the contented inertness of old men on his well-worn bench, waiting to see what would be the result of the interview.
She was greeted with applause before she began her song, and with her first notes Offitt quietly went out. He looked at the clock on the City Hall, and saw that he had no more time to kill. He walked, without hurrying or loitering, up the shady side of the street till he came to the quarter where Farnham lived.
He did not, for the moment, see what object Offitt could have in lying so, until the thought occurred to him: "May be there's a reward out!" But when the blood-stained hammer was shown and identified by Offitt, all doubt was cleared away in a flash from the dull brain of Sleeny. He saw the whole horrible plot of which he was the victim.
Who can answer for this young lady? How about them marks on the door and the ladder? Anyhow there's enough to hold our prisoner on." "Of course there is," said the captain. "He hadn't authority to go twisting people's necks in this county." At this moment the wagon which had been sent for arrived. The body of Offitt was lifted in.
He gome mighty near gillin' his pest vrient to-day in de gourt-house droben, ven he vas dellin' vat he knowed apout it alleweil." "A regular fire-eater," said Offitt. "So you've finished, have you? How much for the job!" The German was looking at a stain on the breast of the coat. "Vot's dish?" he said. "Looksh like baint.
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