He had peered into Concho's protuberant eye, opened his mouth, and gazed at the swollen tongue, and then suddenly rose to his feet.
"Tear down those notices, boys, but keep them.

Put up your own.

Don't be alarmed, you will not be interfered with, for here is murder added to robbery." "Murder ?" "Yes," said the Doctor, excitedly, "I'll take my oath on any inquest that this man was strangled to death.

He was surprised while asleep.
Look here." He pointed to the revolver still in Concho's stiffening hand, which the murdered man had instantly cocked, but could not use in the struggle.
"That's so," said the President, "no man goes to sleep with a cocked revolver.

What's to be done ?" "Everything," said the Doctor.