“Uncle Tom” was lying where he had fallen, and a hasty examination showed he was unconscious, while blood was flowing from a wound on his head, caused by the blow from the butt of the whip.
Haley, who had not seen the encounter between the two actors, was dazed.
“Who did it?” he asked.
“Him!”
Ephraim Gallup’s long index finger pointed straight at the one who had impersonated “Legree.”
“How?”
“With that whip.”
“But—but why should he do——”
“Ask him. He’s had a grutch ag’in Havener fer a month, an’ to-night he tried ter kill him right here on the stage afore all these people!”
“That’s right!” shouted fifty voices from the audience.