The wind died to a whisper， the pine-knot torches blown down<br >to embers revived， and Lbslie could again hear the about-to-die<br >pray for the already dead: "---do thou give them rest there in the<br >land of the living， in thy kingdom， in the delight of Paradise."<br > The English offieer stood tall on the tailgate of the wagon，<br >taller-seeming than when they had ridden through the woods<br >together. It was the rope around his neck made him hold his<br >head so high， the hangman s knot under one ear; his arms tied<br >behind his back made him stand straight--or did he stand tall<br >because he wanted to show these bastards he was not afraid to<br >die?<br > The why didn t matter. Tall or short and a Tory into the<br >bargain， the captain was a man， too much of a man to be<br >hanged by anybody. These villains wanted him dead so he<br >could never testify in court to their thievery.<br > The captain was going to die; the boy lieutenant was al-<br >ready dead because this rebel， William David Leslie Collins，<br >had let himself and prisoners be tricked and c<br >of horse thieves and brigands. Prisoners was ri<br >wrong; in "their few days together， the men<br >his companions than captured enemies.<br > Lost， their long wandering had brough<br >3<br >aI<br >gt<br >h<br >t tl<br >lred by a gang<br >but it sounded<br > seemed more<br >lem and their<br ><br >
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