Of course you'll kill him if he tries to escape."
"The nigger ain't here!"
"I'm no fool, Jim. And I'll hold this jail, me and Doty, as long as
possible, and you drive like hell! You see?"
"I didn't know you really _wanted_ to save the nigger," his brother
remonstrated; "nobody b'lieves that"
"I don't, as a nigger. But you go on now, and I'll send Doty with the
telegram, and make time by talkin' to Mr. Morris. I don't think they've
found anything; if they had, they'd have come a-galloping, and the devil
himself couldn't have stopped 'em. Gosh, but it's awful! Who knows what
that nigger's done When I look at Mr. Morris, I wish you fellers had
overpowered me last night and had fixed things."
He let his brother out at the back, then went round to the front gate,
where he met the man whom he called Doty Buxton.
"Go telegraph Judge More the facts of the case," he said, "an' ask him to
come. I don't believe I'll need any men if he'll come; and besides, he and
Mr. Morris are friends."
As the man turned away, one of the horsemen rode up to the sheriff.
"We demand that negro," he said.
"I supposed that was what you'd come for, Mr.
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