It was beginning to snow in great, damp, driving flakes, which melted as they fell, giving to the street a strangeness and gloom that were impressive. The men left the sidewalk at last, and gathered in the saloons and stores to continue the discussion. The crowd at the railroad saloon was very decided in its belief. Sanford had pocketed the money and skipped. That yarn about his being at home sick was a blind. Some went so far as to say that it was almighty curious where Link was, hinting darkly that the bank ought to be broken into, and so on. Upon this company burst Barney and Sam Mace from "Hogan's Corners." They were excited by the news and already inflamed with drink. "Say!" yelled Barney, "any o' you fellers know anything about Jim Sanford?" "No. Why? Got any money there?" "Yes; and I'm goin' to git it out, if I haf to smash the door in." "That's the talk!" shouted some of the loafers. They sprang up and surrounded Barney. There was something in his voice that aroused all their latent ferocity. "I'm goin' to get into that bank an' see how things look, an' then I'm goin' to find Sanford an' get my money, or pound--out of 'im, one o' the six." "Go find him first. He's up home, sick--so's his wife." "I'll see whether he's sick 'r not. I'll drag 'im out by the scruff o' the neck! Come on!" He ended with a sudden resolution, leading the way out into the street, where the falling snow was softening the dirt into a sticky mud. A rabble of a dozen or two of men and boys followed Mace up the street. He led the way with great strides, shouting his threats. As they passed along, women thrust their heads out at the windows, asking, "What's the matter?" And some one answered each time, in a voice of unconcealed delight: "Sanford's stole all the money in the bank, and they're goin' up to lick 'im. Come on if ye want to see the fun." In a few moments the street looked as if an alarm of fire had been sounded. Half the town seemed to be out, and the other half coming--women in shawls, like squaws; children capering and laughing; young men grinning at the girls who came out and stood at the gates. Some of the citizens tried to stop it. Vance found the constable looking on, and ordered him to do his duty and stop that crowd. "I can't do anything," he said, helplessly. "They ain't done nawthin' yet, an' I don't know--" "Oh, git out! They're goin' up there to whale Jim, an' you know it. If you don't stop 'em, I'll telephone f'r the sheriff, and have you arrested with 'em."