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she had to kill him!

  before the boys strung him up. Rope on his

  ’Nita was thoughtful for a moment.

  neck and hands tied, then he says something

  Her own blood was Spanish, fierce in love,

  funny. He said:

  hot in vengeance. She understood. About

  “‘You fellows got me all right. You

  Frankie’s neck she tightened her arms, and in don’t know it, but you’re not hangin’ me for

  a choking ecstasy of passion, half-sobbed—

  braining that Reed. You’re hangin’ me for

  “If they ask me, I’ll swear I saw him

  shootin’ Jack Stevens.’

  do it—kill Billy!”

  “What do you girls know about a

  The girls sat and talked, impatiently

  fellow crazy as that?”

  waiting for some one to come and summon

  But ’Nita shook her head, and Frankie

  Frankie to the trial as a witness. It was a

  was staring from the window; and neither

  matter of honor among Californians to always

  answered.

  have a jury—unless the prisoner confessed—