human
I don't want nobody prayin' over me, she said huskily.
gpt
I jest want to be let alone.
human
I am not going to pray over you, my girl. I want you to come out in the back yard with me, where I can wash the blood off of you and put something around you.
gpt
What's the use'n that? They're goin' to take me to jail, ain't they?
human
Have you another frock to put on, Moll?
gpt
This is all I got,--an' now look at it. I ain't had a new dress in God knows how long. Pap ain't much on dressin' me up. Mr. Lapelle he promised me a new dress but--say, who air you?
human
I am Mrs. Gwyn, Moll.
gpt
I might ha' knowed it. You're her ma, huh? Well, I guess you'd better go on away an' let me alone. I ain't axin' no favours off'n--
human
I am not trying to do you a favour. I am only trying to make you a little more presentable. You are going up to town, Moll.
gpt
Yes,--I guess that's so. Can't they hang me here an' have it over?
human
Better let Mrs. Gwyn fix you up a little, Moll. She's a good, kind lady and she'll--
gpt
I don't want to go to town, whimpered the girl, covering her face with her hands.
human
I don't want to be hung. I jest had to do it,--I jest had to. There wuz no other way,--'cept to--'cept to--an' I jest couldn't do that. Now I wish I had,--oh, Lordy, how I wish I had! That wuz bad enough, but hangin's wuss. He wuz goin' away in a day or two, anyhow, so--
gpt
You're not going to be hung, Moll, broke in the sheriff.
human
Don't you worry about that. We don't hang women for killing men like that feller over there. Like as not you'll be set free in no time at all. All you've got to do is to tell the truth about how it happened and that'll be all there is to it.
gpt
You're lyin' to me, jest to git me to go along quiet,
human
I'm not lying. You will have to stand trial, of course,--you understand that, don't you?--but there isn't a jury on earth that would hang you. We don't do that kind of thing to women. Now you go along with Mrs. Gwyn and do what she says,--and you can tell me all about this after a while.
gpt
I'll wash, but I hain't got no more clothes,
human
We will manage somehow, said Mrs. Gwyn.
gpt
One of the men will give you a coat,--or you may have my cape to wear, Moll.
human
Why, ever'body says you air a mighty onfeelin' woman, Mis' Gwyn. I can't believe you'd let me take your cape.
gpt
You will see, my girl. Come! Show me where to find water and a comb and--
human
Wait a minute, said Moll abruptly.
gpt
Somehow I ain't as skeert as I wuz. You're shore they won't hang me? 'Ca'se I'd hate to be hung,--I'd hate to die that-away, Mister.
human
They won't hang you, Moll,--take my word for it.
gpt
Well, then, said she, bringing forward the hand she had been holding behind her back all the time;