On the morning after Challoner's arrest the prosecutor of the pleas was
sitting at his desk in his private office in the court-house when Mixley
and McGrath entered.
"You've done as I instructed? You've got Challoner outside?" the
prosecutor asked.
The men replied in the affirmative.
"Bring him in," commanded Murgatroyd.
In a few minutes they returned with the prisoner. Challoner looked
better than he had the night before. In a thoroughly impersonal way,
curtly but not unpleasantly, Murgatroyd addressed him.
"Good-morning! How do you feel?"