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116 [A loud clap of thunder shakes the house. shrinks away toward the stairs.]

If you’re a-goin’ to talk blasphemy, ’ith a thunder-cloud a-comin’ up, I’ll have to leave you!

[He goes halfway up the stairs and stops. puts on her bonnet and throws a shawl about her shoulders.]

Are you a-goin’ out?

Yes! I cain’t set here! [ prepares to follow her.]

I cain’t neither. I’ll go with you and see if they’ve found him. Ef Sid’s dead, I’ll kill the man ’at killed him—if it’s my own brother!

That won’t bring Sid back, but it ’ld leave the Hunts’ hands clean. An’ mebby it might keep the war from startin’ ag’in. [Hopelessly] But you won’t do it. You’ll find blood’s thicker ’n water.

[With resolution]

I will—I’ll kill him ’ith my own hands!