He was like a wild beast excited to primitive savagery by the smell of blood.
"_Stand back_, you hell-hounds!" he said, leaping between them and the preacher.

"You know me.

Lay another hand on that man an', by the livun' God, you answer t' me.

Back thear!" Some of the men cheered, most stood irresolute.

The women crowded together, the children began to scream with terror, while through it all Pill was dragging his last assailant toward the door.
Bacon made his way down to where the Dixons had halted, undecided what to do.