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At
his
approach
the
animal
recognises
its
master
;
proclaims
it
by
trotting
towards
him
,
and
giving
utterance
to
a
glad
"
whigher
!
"
Despite
the
long
severance
,
there
is
scarce
time
to
exchange
congratulations
.
A
single
word
passes
the
lips
of
the
mustanger
,
in
response
to
the
neigh
of
recognition
;
and
in
the
next
instant
he
is
on
the
back
of
the
blood-bay
,
with
the
bridle
in
his
grasp
.
He
looks
round
for
a
lazo
;
asks
for
it
appealingly
,
in
speech
directed
to
the
bystanders
.
After
a
little
delay
one
is
thrown
to
him
,
and
he
is
off
.
The
spectators
stand
gazing
after
.
There
is
no
longer
a
doubt
as
to
the
result
.
The
wish
,
almost
universal
,
has
become
a
universal
belief
.
God
has
decreed
that
the
assassin
shall
not
escape
;
but
that
he
will
be
overtaken
,
captured
,
and
brought
back
before
that
same
tribunal
,
where
he
so
late
stood
a
too
willing
witness
!
And
the
man
,
so
near
suffering
death
through
his
perjured
testimony
,
is
the
instrument
chosen
to
carry
out
the
Divine
decree
!
Even
the
rude
Regulators
--
with
their
practical
habitudes
of
life
,
but
little
regarding
the
idea
of
Divine
interference
--
can
not
help
having
the
impression
of
this
poetical
justice
.
One
and
all
give
way
to
it
,
as
the
red
stallion
springs
off
over
the
prairie
,
carrying
Maurice
Gerald
upon
his
back
.
*
*
*
