Everett T. Tomlinson

“ Now then, whose horse is that in your barn?"
"You 've got one there yourself," responded the landlord quietly.
"That won't do, Jake. You must answer my question. No, I 'll answer it myself and then I 'll ask you another. You have in your barn the horse that belongs to a young rebel named Robert Dorlon."
"Ye don't say so!" exclaimed Jacob in apparent surprise.
Russell laughed as he said, "That won't do, Jake. I know the horse and I know the man. I 've got the horse and what I want now is the man. Where is he?" ”

“ The landlord had not spoken during the conversation since Russell had returned to the room, but there was nothing in his appearance to indicate that he was in any way suspicious of his visitors. Robert was still keenly excited, though his first fear of discovery had in a measure departed, and he was listening with bated breath to what was being said.
"Yes," repeated Russell, his voice still not changing in the slightest, "Jake will be paid this time. It's only fair that he should be. ”

“ Robert could hear the words and instantly was excited, aware that a crisis of some kind was at hand. Josh stared stupidly first at Russell and then at the landlord, but apparently his excitement had deprived him of the power of utterance. Jacob's face slightly changed, but he did not betray any fear, at least by any movement on his part.
"Jake, you know me well enough to understand that I mean what I say, don't you?" began Russell.
"I think I 've heard ye talk before, if that's what ye mean."
"Now, Jake, there's just one chance for you. If you take it, all well and good ”