Hezekiah. He grow’d so long they couldn’t tax him when he was twenty-one.
Barney. How was the blackguard gettin’ by that?
Hezekiah. They considered the most of him was out er the county. (Sally enters R. in male attire. Steps between them and their guns. Draws pistol.)
Sally. Cowards! (Both turn in dismay and take in situation.)
Barney. The blackguard!
Sally. Prisoners of war, only to die!
Hezekiah. (Throwing off coat.) Not if this piece er meat knows itself! (Turns and meets Sally’s revolver.)
Sally. Halt! (Hez. stops.)
Hezekiah. Darn your picter!
Sally. I prefer to take you alive, that you may have the honor to die under the majesty of the law, for connivance with the spies of the enemy!