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Chapter 64

           Likeameteorshepausesthroughtheirmidst—glidesonwithoutgivingaglanceoneitherside—withoutspeech,withouthalt—tillshestoopsoverthecondemnedman,stilllyinggaggedthegrass.

           Withaquickclutchshelaysholdofthelazo;whichthetwohangmen,takenbysurprise,haveletloose.

           Graspingitwithbothherhands,shejerksitfromtheirs."Texans!cowards!"shecries,castingascornfullookuponthecrowd."Shame!shame!"

           Theycowerunderthestingingreproach.Shecontinues:—

           "Atrialindeed!Afairtrial!Theaccusedwithoutcounsel—condemnedwithoutbeingheard!Andthisyoucalljustice?Texanjustice?Myscornuponyou—notmen,butmurderers!"

           "Whatmeansthis?"shoutsPoindexter,rushingup,andseizinghisdaughterbythearm."Youaremad—Loo—mad!Howcomeyoutobehere?DidInottellyoutogohome?Away—thisinstantaway;anddonotinterferewithwhatdoesnotconcernyou!"

           "Father,itdoesconcernme!"

           "How?—how?—ohtrue—asasister!Thismanisthemurdererofyourbrother."

           "Iwillnot—cannotbelieveit.Never—never!Therewasnomotive.Omen!ifyoubemen,donotactlikesavages.Givehimafairtrial,andthen—then—"

           "He’shadafairtrial,"callsonefromthecrowd,whoseemstospeakfrominstigation;"Ne’eradoubtabouthisbeingguilty.It’shimthat’skilledyourbrother,andnobodyelse.

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