The exact wording of the warrant was after all of no particular consequence. The announcement of its purport had carried all its necessary significance. Yet, before he spoke again, Kenneth Thornton, also known as Parish Thornton and as Cal Maggard--these names being included in the document as aliases--read it from preamble to signature and seal at the end. Then he inquired: "How come ye ter diskiver wh'ar I was at, Jake?" The officer shook his head. "Thet's a question I hain't got ther power ter answer ye, Ken. Somebody over thar got tidin's somehow and drapped a hint ter ther Commonwealth's Attorney." With a nod of comprehension the man who was wanted accepted that explanation. He had not expected a fuller one. Then, turning, he complied with the demands of courtesy. "Dorothy," he asked, "hain't ye goin' ter invite Jake ter come in an' eat him some dinner?" The woman had not spoken. For her, stoic-bred though she was, it was impossible to separate calmly the personal side of this stranger from the abstract and menacing thing for which he stood. Now she gulped down a hot and inhospitable impulse of refusal and said briefly to her husband, "_You_ kin invite him ef ye've a mind ter, Cal. _I_ won't." The officer flushed in embarrassment. Sheriffs, like bloodhounds, are frequently endowed with gentle natures, and this mission was not of Beaver's own choosing. It was a pursuit he followed with nothing of the sportsman's zest. "I reckon I mout es well git over an' done with all ther onpleasant jobs I've got on hand," he announced, awkwardly, "air ye willin' ter waive extradition, Ken, or does ye aim ter fight goin' back? Hit's jest a matter of time either way--but ye've got the privilege of choosin'." The man he had come after was carefully folding the warrant of arrest along its folded lines as though it were important to preserve the exact creasing of the paper. "Does I keep this hyar thing, Jake," he asked, "or give hit back to ye?" "Keep hit," replied the sheriff, with an equal gravity. "Hit b'longs ter _you_." There was a brief silence after that then Thornton said: "This is a right grave matter ter me, Jake. Afore I decides what ter do I've got ter hev speech with some of my neighbours." The foreign official inclined his head. "I hain't drapped no hint ter no man es ter what business brought me hyar," he volunteered. "I 'lowed ter talk with ye in private fust. I knows full well I'm amongst yore friends over hyar--an' I've got ter trust myself in yore hands. This hain't no welcome task, Ken, any way ye looks at hit." "I gives ye my hand, Jake," the accused reassured his accuser, "no harm hain't goin' ter come ter ye. Come on indoors and sot ye a cheer."