Thetimeisoneo\'clockatnoon。Thescene，aplacewherewearetostayanddine，onthisjourney。Thecoachdrivesuptothedoorofaninn。Thedayiswarm，andthereareseveralidlerslingeringaboutthetavern，andwaitingforthepublicdinner。Amongthem，isastoutgentlemaninabrownhat，swinginghimselftoandfroinarocking-chaironthepavement。
Asthecoachstops，agentlemaninastrawhatlooksoutofthewindow:
STRAWHAT。Tothestoutgentlemanintherocking-chair。I
reckonthat\'sJudgeJefferson，an\'tit？
BROWNHAT。Stillswinging；speakingveryslowly；andwithoutanyemotionwhatever。Yes，sir。