"He hasn't moved an inch or spoken since we put him on the bed.

Are you going with the men ?" "I'm going to town now," said Sandy, evasively.
She rose and caught him by the arm.

Her eyes were fierce with vindictiveness.
"Don't let them stop till they've caught him, Sandy.

I hope they will hang him to-night!" A movement in the sick-room called her within, and Sandy hurried out to the buggy, which was still standing at the gate.
He lighted the lantern and, throwing the robe across his knees, started for town.

The intense emotional strain under which he had labored since noon, together with fatigue, was beginning to play tricks with his nerves.