"I fancy they will relieve you from any further difficulty." Dane strode to one of the windows, and glanced at Colonel Barrington as he pulled back the catch.

Winston, however, shook his head, and a little flush crept into Dane's bronzed face.
"Sorry.

Of course you are right," he said.

"It will be better that they should acquit you." No one moved for a few more minutes, and then with a trooper behind him Sergeant Stimson came in, and laid his hand on Winston's shoulder.
"I have a warrant for your apprehension, farmer Winston," he said.
"You probably know the charge against you." "Yes," said Winston simply.

"I hope to refute it.