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When
the
tree
was
down
and
loaded
,
what
would
they
do
?
Pull
out
,
and
leave
him
there
to
report
them
?
It
was
not
to
be
hoped
for
.
The
place
always
had
been
lawless
.
It
could
mean
but
one
thing
.
A
mist
swept
before
his
eyes
,
while
his
head
swam
.
Was
it
only
last
night
that
he
had
worshiped
the
Angel
in
a
delirium
of
happiness
?
And
now
,
what
?
Wessner
,
released
from
a
turn
at
the
saw
,
walked
to
the
flower
bed
,
and
tearing
up
a
handful
of
rare
ferns
by
the
roots
,
started
toward
Freckles
.
His
intention
was
obvious
.
Black
Jack
stopped
him
,
with
an
oath
.
“
You
see
here
,
Dutchy
,
”
he
bawled
,
“
mebby
you
think
you
’
ll
wash
his
face
with
that
,
but
you
won
’
t
.
A
contract
’
s
a
contract
.
We
agreed
to
take
out
these
trees
and
leave
him
for
you
to
dispose
of
whatever
way
you
please
,
provided
you
shut
him
up
eternally
on
this
deal
.
But
I
’
ll
not
see
a
tied
man
tormented
by
a
fellow
that
he
can
lick
up
the
ground
with
,
loose
,
and
that
’
s
flat
.
It
raises
my
gorge
to
think
what
he
’
ll
get
when
we
’
re
gone
,
but
you
needn
’
t
think
you
’
re
free
to
begin
before
.
Don
’
t
you
lay
a
hand
on
him
while
I
’
m
here
!
What
do
you
say
,
boys
?
”
“
I
say
yes
,
”
growled
one
of
McLean
’
s
latest
deserters
.
“
What
’
s
more
,
we
’
re
a
pack
of
fools
to
risk
the
dirty
work
of
silencing
him
.
You
had
him
face
down
and
you
on
his
back
;
why
the
hell
didn
’
t
you
cover
his
head
and
roll
him
into
the
bushes
until
we
were
gone
?
When
I
went
into
this
,
I
didn
’
t
understand
that
he
was
to
see
all
of
us
and
that
there
was
murder
on
the
ticket
.
I
’
m
not
up
to
it
.
I
don
’
t
mind
lifting
trees
we
came
for
,
but
I
’
m
cursed
if
I
want
blood
on
my
hands
.
”
“
Well
,
you
ain
’
t
going
to
get
it
,
”
bellowed
Jack
.
“
You
fellows
only
contracted
to
help
me
get
out
my
marked
trees
.
He
belong
to
Wessner
,
and
it
ain
’
t
in
our
deal
what
happens
to
him
.
”
“
Yes
,
and
if
Wessner
finishes
him
safely
,
we
are
practically
in
for
murder
as
well
as
stealing
the
trees
;
and
if
he
don
’
t
,
all
hell
’
s
to
pay
.
I
think
you
’
ve
made
a
damnable
bungle
of
this
thing
;
that
’
s
what
I
think
!
”
“
Then
keep
your
thoughts
to
yourself
,
”
cried
Jack
.
“
We
’
re
doing
this
,
and
it
’
s
all
planned
safe
and
sure
.
As
for
killing
that
buck
—
come
to
think
of
it
,
killing
is
what
he
needs
.
He
’
s
away
too
good
for
this
world
of
woe
,
anyhow
.
I
tell
you
,
it
’
s
all
safe
enough
.
His
dropping
out
won
’
t
be
the
only
secret
the
old
Limberlost
has
never
told
.
It
’
s
too
dead
easy
to
make
it
look
like
he
helped
take
the
timber
and
then
cut
.
Why
,
he
’
s
played
right
into
our
hands
.
He
was
here
at
the
swamp
all
last
night
,
and
back
again
in
an
hour
or
so
.
When
we
get
our
plan
worked
out
,
even
old
fool
Duncan
won
’
t
lift
a
finger
to
look
for
his
carcass
.
We
couldn
’
t
have
him
going
in
better
shape
.
”
“
You
just
bet
,
”
said
Wessner
.
“
I
owe
him
all
he
’
ll
get
,
and
be
damned
to
you
,
but
I
’
ll
pay
!
”
he
snarled
at
Freckles
.
