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 Then a surprising thing—a thing of which Two Moons talks to this day:

Somewhere back in the barred jungle of gloom a match scratched. Men looking through bars saw a bit of lit candle wick catch the flame, saw the outlines of a hand as the candle fire waxed stronger. Slowly the moth-like flame was lifted until it revealed the body of a man. It stopped over his heart. Came a strong voice out of the darkness:

"Don't bust up any more of the county's property, boys. Here! Look!"

A rifle spoke. The candle flame was flicked out.