“I’ll give it to you if it’s in my power.”
“You haven’t done it always,” was the firm retort.
“You wish to know about the men on whom I rely to execute justice on John Graham?”
“Yes, who are they?”
“Members of the Klan from the hills—innocent men on whom he wreaked his vengeance in the most brutal and inhuman manner without a trial.”
“You are sure they are members of the Klan?”
“Certainly.”
“They will come to arrest and try him, dressed in the same costumes the men wore the night my father was killed?”
“Yes.”
“Have you hired these men to assassinate him?” she suddenly asked, piercing Steve with her great eyes.