He'll
wake up feelin' all right. Don't try to move him tonight. I'll go out
an' put his hoss up in the shed. In the mornin' he'll be as good as
new. Miss Kate, won't you listen to me?"
She turned reluctantly towards him. Perhaps he was right and Dan would
waken from his swoon as if from a healthful sleep.
"It was that big feller with them straight eyes that done it," began
Morgan.
"The one who was sneering at Dan?"
"Yes."
"Weren't there enough boys here to string him up?"
"He had three friends with him. It would of taken a hundred men to lay
hands on one of those four. They were all bad ones. I'm goin' to tell
you how it was, because I'm leavin' in a few minutes and ridin' south,
an' I want to clear my trail before I start. This was the way it
happened--"
His back was turned to the dim light which fell through the door. She
could barely make out the movement of his lips. All the rest of his
face was lost in shadow. As he spoke she sometimes lost his meaning
and the stir of his lips became a nameless gibbering. The grey gloom
settled more deeply round the room and over her heart while he talked.
He explained how the difference had risen between the tall stranger
and Whistling Dan.
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