Think you, Munro, that the thousands who assemble at the execution of a criminal trouble themselves to inquire into the merits of his case--into the justice of his death and punishment?
Ask they whether he is the victim of justice or of tyranny?
No! they go to see a show--they love blood, and in this way have the enjoyment furnished to their hands, without the risk which must follow the shedding of it for themselves." "There is one thing, Guy, upon which I never thought to ask you.

What became of that beautiful young girl from Carolina, on a visit to the village, when you lost your election?
You were then cavorting about her in great style, and I could see that you were well nigh as much mad after her as upon the loss of the seat." Rivers started at the inquiry in astonishment.

He had never fancied that, in such matters, Munro had been so observant, and for a few moments gave no reply.

He evidently winced beneath the inquiry; but he soon recovered himself, however--for, though at times exhibiting the passions of a demoniac, he was too much of a proficient not to be able, in the end, to command the coolness of the villain.
"I had thought to have said nothing on this subject, Munro, but there are few things which escape your observation.

In replying to you on this point, you will now have all the mystery explained of my rancorous pursuit of this boy.