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"You said, first, that 'Tonio shot that man," and the sheriff pointed to Willett. "Did you lie?" "Si," gulped the Mexican. "Then who did it?" José shrank. His eyes furtively, quickly swept the group, then fell again. "You said Case this man," said the sheriff, with a hand on Case's shoulder. "Did you lie again?" "He he shoot, an' run away." "You lie, three times!

"They ruled awhile and theirs was harsh tyrannic rule, * But soon that rule went by as though it never were: If just they had won justice; but they sinned, and so * The world collected all its bane for them to bear: So died they and their case's tongue declares aloud * This is for that so of the world your blaming spare." When it was the Three Hundred and Twenty-fourth Night,

But, as Case said, this was a special make and model, differing slightly from any that Sergeant Joyce had ever yet seen; but not until later did the sergeant or his comrades attach any significance to Case's statement, "there's only one at Almy just like it."

Case had as good as said he would pot me if ever I got any copra; he would come home to find the best business in the village had changed hands; and the best thing I thought I could do was to get in first with the potting. "See here, Uma," says I, "tell him I'm sorry I made him wait, but I was up looking at Case's Tiapolo store in the bush." "He want savvy if you no 'fraid?" translated Uma.

The image had burned out; there were only a few coals left here and there, and the wood was main dark, but had a kind of a low glow in it like a fire on its last legs. It was by this that I made out Case's head looking at me over a big tuft of ferns, and at the same time the brute saw me and shouldered his Winchester.

No one answered. The two Indians who had gone into the woods to the right of the stream, now returned. Hardly were they under the trees with their party, when the savage who had gone off alone arose out of the grass in the left of the brook, took it with a flying leap, and darted into their midst. He was the sentinel who had knocked up the weapons, thereby saving Case's life twice.

Bart was much interested of course in the proceedings, and observed them attentively from the opening proclamation, the calling and swearing of the grand jury, calling of the calendar of cases, etc. Much more interested was he in Case's graphic sketches of the members of the bar, who hit them off, well or ill, with a few words.

It was not the heat which had brought those fine beads of moisture to his brow, white above the line of brown, and drawn such a pale ring about his mouth. McLean saw that the slim, wiry wrists which supported the case's top were shaking. "Gently now," he murmured and the lid was lifted and laid aside. The same dark, unstirring form of the tomb scene.

And turning his back resolutely to the north he went slowly home. The "trailer" for the green-goods men who rented room No. 8 in Case's tenement had had no work to do for the last few days, and was cursing his luck in consequence.

Craney brought him a cool and dripping canteen and some acetic acid, the best he could do, and had proffered bottled beer, cooled in the big olla and retailed at fifty cents, but Willett sought information rather than sleep, and indirectly inquired as to Case's antecedents.

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