24/34 There was a sound like rushing waters in my ears, and the courthouse and the people all swam before my eyes. I never heard any difference in it, and I've known him speak in a lot of different situations. If you shut your eyes you couldn't tell from the tone of his voice whether he was fighting for his life or asking you to hand him the salt. When he said the hardest and fiercest thing--and he could be hard and fierce--he didn't raise his voice; he only seemed to speak more distinct like. His eyes were worse than his voice at such times. |