“Whenever he has recovered his senses, sufficiently to know that he’s being tried!”
“It may be weeks before that.”
“And it may be only days—hours. He don’t appear to be very bad—that is, bodily. It’s his mind that’s out of order—more, perhaps, from some strange trouble that has come over him, than any serious hurt he has received. A day may make all the difference; and, from what I’ve just heard, the Regulators will insist on his being tried as soon as he shows a return to consciousness. They say, they won’t wait for him to recover from his wounds!”
“Maybe he’ll be able to tell a story that’ll clear him. I hope so.”
This was said by Hancock.
“I doubt it,” rejoined Crossman, with an incredulous shake of the head. “Nous verrons!”
“I’m sure of it,” said Sloman. “Nos veremos!” he added, speaking in a tone that seemed founded less upon confidence than a wish that was father to the thought.