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"
Not
then
,
not
the
slightest
.
I
was
so
horrified
,
I
could
not
reflect
.
I
could
scarce
think
it
real
.
"
When
I
became
calmer
,
and
saw
for
certain
that
a
murder
had
been
committed
,
I
could
only
account
for
it
by
supposing
that
there
had
been
Comanches
upon
the
ground
,
and
that
,
meeting
young
Poindexter
,
they
had
killed
him
out
of
sheer
wantonness
.
"
But
then
there
was
his
scalp
untouched
--
even
the
hat
still
upon
his
head
!
"
"
You
changed
your
mind
about
its
being
Indians
?
"
"
I
did
.
"
"
Who
did
you
then
think
it
might
be
?
"
"
At
the
time
I
did
not
think
of
any
one
.
I
had
never
heard
of
Henry
Poindexter
having
an
enemy
--
either
here
or
elsewhere
.
I
have
since
had
my
suspicions
.
I
have
them
now
.
"
"
State
them
.
"
"
I
object
to
the
line
of
examination
,
"
interposes
the
prosecuting
counsel
.
"
We
do
n't
want
to
be
made
acquainted
with
,
the
prisoner
's
suspicions
.
Surely
it
is
sufficient
if
he
be
allowed
to
proceed
with
his
very
plausible
tale
?
"
