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unexpected show of intolerance from the easy-going man from Chatham County.
But Morgan, with a suddenly purpling face, leaped to his feet and raised a threaten- ing arm above the guest.
"You brute!" he shouted passionately; "why did you do that?"
Quickly the amenities returned, Plunkett muttered some indistinct apology and re- gained his seat. Morgan with a decided effort controlled his indignation and also returned to his chair.
And then Plunkett, with the spring of a tiger, leaped around the corner of the table and snap- ped handcuff son the paralyzed Morgan's wrists.
"Hound-lover and woman-killer!" he cried; "get ready to meet your God."
When Bridger had finished I asked him:
"Did he get the right man?"
"He did," said the consul.
"And how did he know?" I inquired, being in a kind of bewilderment.
"When he put Morgan in the dory," an- swered Bridger, "the next day to take him aboard the Pajaro, this man Plunkett stopped to shake hands with me and I asked him the same question.
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