" And once he said: "Hear him beg! and yit if we hadn't got the best of him and tied him, he'd a killed us both. And what for? Jist for noth'n. Jist because we stood on our rights- that's what for. But I lay you ain't agoin'to threaten nobody any more, Jim Turner. Put up that pistol, Bill."
? ? ? ? Bill says:
? ? ? ? "I don't want to, Jake Packard. I'm for killin' him- and din't he kill old Hatfield jist the same way- and don't he deserve it?"
? ? ? ? "But I don't want him killed, and I've got my reasons for it."
? ? ? ? "Bless yo' heart for them words, Jake Packard! I'll never forgit you, long's I live!" says the man on the floor, sort of blubbering.
? ? ? ? Packard didn't take no notice of that, but hung up his lantern on a nail, and started towards where I was, there in the dark, and motioned Bill to come. I crawfished as fast as I could, about two yards, but the boat slanted so that I couldn't make very good tune; so to keep from getting run over and catched I crawled into a stateroom on the upper side. The man come a-pawing along in the dark, and when Packard got to my stateroom, he says:
? ? ? ? "Here- come in here.
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