"Take this chair, if you please." The banker sat down, heavily.

He sighed, while his fat cheeks shook with a slight tremble.
"What has he done ?" he asked, with his eyes fixed on an ink-well on the sheriff's desk.
Briefly and without temper Bryant related the circumstance of seeing Alvarez in Kennard one day during the previous summer, when the man appeared to be watching him.

Charlie was also in town on that day.
Alvarez was the man who had attempted to make the workmen drunk in camp on Christmas Eve, but he had escaped on that occasion.

He had stolen into camp again on the afternoon preceding the blizzard and two hours after sundown had been captured seeking to fire the commissary tent.

When made a prisoner, he had been searched.