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Despite
his
inclinations
towards
her
,
he
can
not
help
listening
himself
He
suspects
that
a
serious
scene
is
there
being
enacted
--
a
trial
before
Judge
Lynch
,
with
a
jury
of
"
Regulators
.
"
Excited
talk
comes
echoing
through
the
tree-trunks
.
There
is
an
earnestness
in
its
accents
that
tells
of
some
terrible
determination
.
Both
listen
;
the
lady
like
some
tragic
actress
,
by
the
side-scene
of
a
theatre
,
waiting
for
her
cue
.
There
are
speeches
in
more
than
one
voice
;
as
if
made
by
different
men
;
then
one
longer
than
the
rest
--
a
harangue
.
Louise
recognises
the
voice
.
It
is
that
of
her
cousin
Cassius
.
It
is
urgent
--
at
times
angry
,
at
times
argumentative
:
as
if
persuading
his
audience
to
something
they
are
not
willing
to
do
.
His
speech
comes
to
an
end
;
and
immediately
after
it
,
there
are
quick
sharp
exclamations
--
cries
of
assent
--
one
louder
than
the
rest
,
of
fearful
import
.
While
listening
,
Yancey
has
forgotten
the
fair
creature
by
his
side
.
He
is
reminded
of
her
presence
,
by
seeing
her
spring
away
from
the
spot
,
and
,
with
a
wild
but
resolute
air
,
glide
towards
the
jacalé
!
The
cry
,
that
had
called
the
young
Creole
so
suddenly
from
the
side
of
her
companion
,
was
the
verdict
of
a
jury
--
in
whose
rude
phrase
was
also
included
the
pronouncing
of
the
sentence
.
