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.