"
"Where's your warrant?" asked McGinty. "By Gar! a man might as
well live in Russia as in Vermissa while folk like you are
running the police. It's a capitalist outrage, and you'll hear
more of it, I reckon."
"You do what you think is your duty the best way you can,
Councillor. We'll look after ours."
"What am I accused of?" asked McMurdo.
"Of being concerned in the beating of old Editor Stanger at the
Herald office. It wasn't your fault that it isn't a murder
charge."
"Well, if that's all you have against him," cried McGinty with a
laugh, "you can save yourself a deal of trouble by dropping it
right now. This man was with me in my saloon playing poker up to
midnight, and I can bring a dozen to prove it."
"That's your affair, and I guess you can settle it in court
to-morrow. Meanwhile, come on, McMurdo, and come quietly if you
don't want a gun across your head. You stand wide, Mr. McGinty;
for I warn you I will stand no resistance when I am on duty!"
So determined was the appearance of the captain that both McMurdo
and his boss were forced to accept the situation. The latter
managed to have a few whispered words with the prisoner before
they parted.
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