"Here are some of the others you have wronged," he said, pointing. "I will wait to see if their opinions agree with mine."
Daisy saw him first, as Weil was handling the oars, and she called her companion's attention to him. Archie called his name.
"Come here!" was Roseleaf's reply. "I have winged a black duck and I cannot leave."
A few more movements of the oars brought the boat to the shore, and the surprise of its occupants can be imagined when they saw the tableau that awaited them. Hannibal was still groveling on the earth, and the attitude of Roseleaf plainly showed the cause of the negro's terror.
"What has he done?" was the first question, and it was Daisy's voice that asked it.
"Let him tell," replied Roseleaf, nonchalantly. "Tell the lady what you did, Hannibal."
With a courage born of his knowledge of the young lady's kind heart, Hannibal now turned his attention toward her. He begged her to plead with his would-be executioner to give him one more chance for his life, and reiterated his promises to cease meddling with all of their affairs if this was granted. As he spoke Daisy crept nearer to Roseleaf's side, and when he paused for a moment to gain breath, she laid her fair hand on the rifle.
"You would not kill a fellow creature?" she said, gently.
"A fellow creature?" he retorted. "No! But a wolf, a snake, a vulture—yes."