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112 WILLIAM HOPSON lumber. Several more men went after long packing crates upon which the five doomed men would stand. | And nobody noticed that in the doorway of the Pheasant a woman and a man stood alone, watching the procession wend toward the jail: Tex and Lily Owens had heard every word. He turned to her. . “I'm sorry, Lily,” he said. “Thanks. But we both knew the outcome beforehand. It could have been nothing else.” “Pll give Jed credit,” he told her. “He’s got the cold nerve he had in the old days, though not the temper, and he most as- suredly made things hot and uncomfortable for Pearson, Gard- ner, the Deacon and his crowd. They've all disappeared. I expect I've got to be careful where I walk or ride. What are you going to do now?” | “Pack up,” she said. “Bessie’s about finished. Just all I can take on a horse. I’m leaving her here to take the stage out and go back to her home.” “When?” “When it’s over. I’ve got to stay that long.” He remembered the rifle she had. had one of the freighters bring up to her room. He turned and went back inside. They walked over to one of the gaming tables. She picked up a pair of dice. “Lily Owens making her last throw,” she said bitterly, and rolled them hard. They bounced off the side wall: a five-deuce. “So you don’t think I'd make a last effort to get Jed free?” “I asked you to. You've said no more.” “There will be two saddled horses waiting back of your place— the best of Pearson’s string of blooded stuff,” he told her. “You will be ready to ride hard. No clothes or baggage except what you have on your back. I’m making the try.” She stared up at him and let the dice fall to the table. Another five-deuce. “Tex, is there any hope at all?” “I wouldn’t want to raise false ones, but I believe so. The freighters who worked with Jed are circulating through the crowd. When I give the signal theyre leading that bunch of miners in here and starting to rip this place apart. They're going to incite the mob to make a clean sweep of things while waiting comicbooks.com