I'd like to do that much fur him. As
fur me, Jedge, it don't make much diffunce whuther I'm locked up or not.
An' say, if it ain't stretchin' a p'int, I'll take it all, but don't let
him know how it come about."
The Judge looked at him and his eye was not hard. "Go on, young man. You
don't know where you got that spirit of self-sacrifice--you can never
know; but I appreciate it. Go on, young man."
CHAPTER XXV.
TOO PROUD TO BEG.
"The old man may tell the truth," said the Judge. "Mr. Foster, have him
brought in."
Foster stepped to a side door, opened it, looked in and beckoned. He
stood aside and old Jasper walked into the room.
"Judge," said the Marshal, "this is the prisoner."
"Where is the Jedge?" Jasper inquired, looking about.
"This is Judge Elliott," the Marshal answered, motioning.
"Jedge Elliott!"
"Yes, I am Judge Elliott."
He stood looking straight at the Judge. "Then, suh, I can't say that I'm
glad to meet you."
"Nor I to meet you, under such circumstances, Mr. Starbuck. I am indeed
sorry to see so venerable a looking man brought here on a charge so
serious.
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