Chapter 20
THE RAGE OF THE OLD LION"TAKE Holderness away—quick!" ordered Hare. A thin curl of blue
smoke floated from the muzzle of his raised weapon.
The rustlers started out of their statue-like immobility, and
lifting their dead leader dragged him down the garden path with his
spurs clinking on the gravel and ploughing little furrows.
"Bishop, go in now. They may return," said Hare. He hurried up
the steps to place his arm round the tottering old man.
"Was that Holderness?"
"Yes," replied Hare.
"The deeds of the wicked return unto them! God's will!"
Hare led the Bishop indoors. The sitting-room was full Or
wailing women and crying children. None of the young men were
present. Again Hare made note of their inexplicable absence. He
spoke soothingly to the frightened family.
