"I arrived in Albany Wednesday morning, and remained there with friends
throughout the day and night. Then I went to Maysville, where I heard
the news, and came back at once."

The superintendent touched his bell. Two minutes later John Jones was
brought into the room.

"Amy!" exclaimed he. "How came you here?"

He ran up to her, and they greeted each other affectionately. The
woman, who had controlled herself up to this point, burst into tears.
Jones turned in wrath toward Nick.

"Haven't we had enough of this infernal nonsense?" he exclaimed. "You
have raised the devil with my business and scared my wife into a fit.
Now let me out, and arrest the Ameer of Afghanistan. He had more to do
with this affair than I did."

Nick did not reply, but he made a secret sign to the superintendent.

"You are at liberty, Mr. Jones," said Byrnes, calmly. "I regret that it
was necessary to detain you so long."

"I have no complaint to make against you," said Jones. "It was that
man's work, and he shall pay for it."

He scowled at Nick, and then, after bowing to the superintendent, walked
out of the room with his wife on his arm.

"Shall I call a man?" asked Byrnes.