Reade," spoke Beasley, in a voice that shook with indignation, "the
real men of this town would like an account of what has been going on
here to-night. If Duff and his cronies have been up to anything that
hurts the good name of the town we'd like the full particulars. You men
there--don't let one of the rascals get away. Jim Duff and his gang
will have to answer to the town of Paloma."
"Men," ordered Reade, "bring along the crew you caught in the cellar.
Don't hurt them--remember how cowardly violence would be when we have
everything in our own hands."
"The men of Paloma will do all the hurting," Mr. Beasley announced
grimly.
Tom's own deliberate manner, and his manifest intention of not abusing
his advantage impressed itself upon the decent men of Paloma, who now
swarmed about the frightened captives from the cellar.
"I know 'em all," muttered Beasley. "I'll know 'em in the morning, too.
So will you, friends!" he added, turning to the pressing crowds.
"Start Jim Duff on his travels now!" demanded one angry voice.
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