Elly Elly No, they wouldn’ta! They couldn’t ’a’ proved it. But now they’ll take you. They’ll hang you fer murder. (She clings to him.) No, I won’t let ’em! They cain’t take you! I love you—I cain’t help it. ’N I won’t let ’em take you away frum me! I won’t let em![Pg 20] I’ll find a way! I will! They ain’t proved you done it ... you said no one seen you.... [Pg 20] Butch Butch They got Jim’s word, I tell you.... Elly (calmer) Elly He’s dead. He cain’t talk now. Butch Butch Sh—! I heerd sump’n! (Excitedly—drawing his pistol.) They won’t git me!... Elly Elly Gimme that gun! Butch Butch ... Not’s long’s I’m alive! Elly
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