I could save two or three hours that way, I found, so I told the Little Woman to meet me there and bring all the money she could get her hands on.

Not knowing just what Casey was in for this time, it seemed well to be prepared for a good, stiff bail.

She beat me by several hours, and between us we had ten thousand dollars.
At that it was a fool's errand.

Casey was out of jail and gone before either of us arrived.

So there we were, holding the bag, as you might say, and our ten thousand dollars' bail money.
"It's no use asking questions, Jack," the Little Woman told me pensively when we had finished our salad in the best cafe in town, and were waiting for the fish.