As these caught sight of the little party
approaching, there were shouts of derision, which swelled into triumph
when they perceived Hampton's apparently lifeless form, and Mason
leaning in weakness on the arm of a trooper. The sight and sound
angered Brant.
"Carry Hampton to his room and summon medical attendance at once," he
ordered. "I have a word to say to those fellows."
Seeing Mr. Wynkoop on the hotel porch, Brant said to him: "Miss Spencer
informed me that you saw a man leap from the back window of the
Occidental. Is that true?"
The missionary nodded.
"Good; then come along with me. I intend breaking the back of this
lynching business right here and now."
He strode directly across the street to the steps of the Occidental,
his clothing scarcely more than smouldering rags. The crowd stared at
him sullenly; then suddenly a reaction came, and the American spirit of
fair play, the frontier appreciation of bulldog courage, burst forth
into a confused murmur, that became half a cheer. Brant did not mince
his words.
"Now, look here, men! If you want any more trouble we 're here to
accommodate you.
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