The twins and Dan Earl also much admired Jimmie.
"That's all right so far, anyhow," said the satisfied chief. "An' now we'll—now we'll—we'll perceed with the execution."
"That ain't right," said the new prisoner, suddenly. "That ain't the next thing. You've got to have a trial first. You've got to fetch up a lot of people first who'll say I done it."
"That's so," said the chief. "I didn't think. Here, Reeves, you be first witness. Did the prisoner do it?"
The twin gulped for a moment in his anxiety to make the proper reply. He was at the point where the roads forked. Finally he hazarded, "Yes."
"There," said the chief, "that's one of 'em. Now, Dan, you be a witness. Did he do it?"
Dan Earl, having before him the twin's example, did not hesitate. "Yes," he said.
"Well, then, pards, what shall be his fate?"
Again came the ringing answer, "Death!"