"Before we leave, Arvid," Tendal 13 started to say. "I know, I know. You want me to let you handle everything." "Exactly. Is that too much to ask after all you've done?" "I guess I have made mistakes. From now on you be the boss. I'll do whatever you say." "I hope I can count on that." Tendal 13 rang the jail buzzer. The jailer unlocked the cell door. "You remember the chief said it's all right to take him with me, Matthews," Tendal 13 told the jailer. "Yes, I remember," the jailer said mechanically, letting them both out of the cell. They walked together down the jail corridor. When they came to another barred door the jailer fumbled with the keys and clumsily tried several with no luck. Arvid 6, an amused set to his mouth and devilment in his eyes, watched the jailer's expression as he walked through the bars of the door. He laughed as he saw the jailer's eyes bulge. "Arvid!" Tendal 13 walked briskly through the door, snatched Arvid 6 by the shoulders and shook him. The jailer watched stupified as the two men vanished in the middle of a violent argument. * * * * *