Justice!" He laughed sardonically.

"Poor old lady, she couldn't stop within forty miles of Perkins' Committee if she had forty bandages over her eyes, and both ears plugged with cotton! You wait till their farce of a trial is over.

You may get off, by a scratch--I hope so.

But unless Bill Wilson--" "Aw, yuh needn't pin no hopes on Bill Wilson!" came a heavy, malicious voice through the tent wall.

"All hell can't save yuh, Jack Allen! You've had a ride out to the oak comin' to yuh for quite a while, and before sundown you'll get it." "Oh! Is that so, Shorty?
Say, you're breaking the rules, you old pirate; you're talking to the prisoners without permission.