"Tie him up by the heels and let's shoot at him."
"Let him walk the plank."
"No; hanging is better fun. It's a dog's death that he has earned, so let him have his deserts."
A rope was got and the end of it was flung over the yardarm, and a running noose made in it.
Then rough hands were laid upon the doomed man.
This aroused him into lifting his voice in his own behalf.
"Harkaway," he said, "do you know that this is murder—cold-blooded murder?"
"So is every execution, even if sanctioned by law."
"But it is done upon ample proof."
"We have proof enough."