The girl had recovered from her experience but had prevailed upon Bat to buy her a brandy. “For my nerves, like.” She couldn’t tell him much about Drugo Odell that he didn’t already know, but she was pretty enough and smelled nice. He lingered longer than he’d intended. “Hey, Bat, seems like your friend George Hinkle’s got himself some trouble,” Franklin said. “What kind of trouble?” Masterson said. “Look out the window.” Bat excused himself to Nellie, who didn’t seem to care overly much, and stepped to the window where he had a clear view of the sheriff’s office. He’d seen a lynch mob before and it looked just like the one on the street. “Seems like they intend to string up that jasper you’ve taken an interest in,” Franklin said. “What’s his name?” “Hank Lowery.” “Looks like he’ll soon be Hung Lowery,” Franklin said. “I’d better get over there,” Masterson said. “Hinkle is sure to make a bad situation worse.” “Wait. I’ll come with you.
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