A stern voice was raised: "Let Brick Willock come do his own
explaining. Bill Atkins knows where he's hiding out--and we got to
know. We've started in to be a law-abiding county, and that there
warrant against Willock has got the right of way."
"You've no warrant against Bill," cried Wilfred, stepping to the edge
of the platform, "therefore you've violated the law in locking him up."
"That's so," exclaimed Red Kimball's former comrade. "Well, turn 'im
loose, that's what we ask--LET him go--open the jail door!"
"He's locked up for his own safety," shouted Mizzoo. "You fellows
agree to leave him alone, and I'll turn him out quick enough. You talk
about the law--what you want to do to Bill ain't overly lawful, I take
it."
"If he gives up his secret we ain't going to handle him rough," was the
quick retort.
Lahoma found that the softening influence she had exerted was already
fast dissipating. They bore with her merely because of her youth and
sex. She cried out desperately.
"Is there nothing I can say to move your hearts? Has my story of that
pearl and onyx pin been lost on you? Couldn't you understand, after
all? Are you western men, and yet unable to feel the worth of a
western man like Brick?... How he clothed me and sheltered me when the
man who should have supported the child left in his care neglected
her.... How he taught me and was always tender and gentle--never a
cross word--a man like THAT.... And you think he could kill! I don't
know whether Bill was told his hiding-place or not. But if _I_ knew
it, do you think I'd tell? And if Bill betrayed him,--but Bill
wouldn't do it. Thank God, I've been raised with real MEN, men that
know how to stand by each other and be true to the death. You want
Bill to turn traitor. I say, what kind of men are YOU?"
She turned to Wilfred, blinded by hot tears. "Oh, say something to
them!" she gasped, clinging to his arm.
"Go on," murmured Wilfred. "I couldn't reach em, and you made a point,
that time. Go on--don't give 'em a chance to think."
"But I can't--I've said all I had to say--"
"Don't stop, dear, for God's sake--the case is desperate! You'll have
to do it--for Bill."
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