"
"Well, they can wait till hell freezes afore I'll tell 'em," said Pete.
"And, meanwhile, you'll also have to--er--wait, I imagine. Have you
any friends who might--er--use their influence? I think you might get
out on bail. I can't say."
"Nope."
"Then the best thing that you can do is to tell a straight story and
hope that the authorities will believe you. Well, I've got to go. By
the way, how are you fixed financially? Just let me know if you want
anything?"
"Thanks, Doc. From what you say I reckon the county will be payin' my
board."
"I hope not. But you'll need some clothing and underwear--the things
you had on are--"
Pete nodded.
"Don't hesitate to ask me,"--and Andover rose. "Your
friend--er--Ewell--arranged for any little contingency that might
arise."
"Then I kin go most any time?" queried Pete.
"We'll see how you are feeling next week. Meanwhile keep out in the
sun--but wrap up well. Good-bye!"
Pete realized that to make a fresh start in life he would have to begin
at the bottom.
He had ever been inclined to look forward rather than backward--to put
each day's happenings behind him as mere incidents in his general
progress--and he began to realize that these happenings had accumulated
to a bulk that could not be ignored, if the fresh start that he
contemplated were to be made successfully.
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