Chapter 13Over six months had passed before the three desperadoes decided it was time to pay another visit on the good citizens of Monkford. They chose a Sunday to ride into town, as they had done last time.
They could hear the voices of the good folk that made up the congregation singing Onward Christian Soldiers, as they made their way along the main drag. They left their horses outside the church, then went inside. No sooner had they shown their faces than the singing faltered and then, within seconds, came to a complete stop.
'Why it's mighty kind of you folk,' Lee said in a voice that was loud enough for everyone to hear, 'to pay your respects by stoppin' your singin' like that. Now if you'll all kindly hand over your valuables to my two friends while they make their collection then
