sah, but I nebber git ercross er creek befo' ez quick es I got ober de ribber las' night."
"And you think of going back to farming?"
"I done begin plowin' dis mornin', master!"
"Don't you call me master!" yelled the old man. "Are you the sheriff of this county?"
Aleck laughed loudly.
"Na-sah! Dat's er joke! I ain't nuttin' but er plain nigger—I wants peace, judge."
"Evidently we need a new sheriff."
"Dat's what I tell 'em, sah, dis mornin'—en I des flings mysef on de ignance er de cote!"
Phil laughed aloud, and his father's colourless eyes began to spit cold poison.
"About what time do you think your master, Colonel Cameron, will honour us with his presence?" he asked Aleck.
Again the sheriff bowed.
"He's er comin' right now, lak I tole yer—he's er gemman, sah."
Ben walked briskly into the room and confronted the Commissioner.
Without apparently noticing his presence, Stoneman said:
"In the absence of witnesses we accept the discharge of this warrant, pending developments."
Ben turned on his heel, pressed Phil's hand as he passed through the crowd, and disappeared.
The old Commoner drove to the telegraph office and sent a message of more than a thousand words to the
