The Sun Shines Bright Page #6

Thunderation!

Ashby Corwin picked her up...

Brought her to my office.

She's in a dying condition...

...at Mallie's.

That's all that's needed...

...You being seen

going into Mallie's tomorrow.

We'll be turned out of office.

Yes, I think YOU will.

But I intend to visit her, like any other

sick woman who needs care.

I know you will, Doctor.

I'd do the same thing.

Uncle Billy!

Uncle Billy!

I HAD to see you, Judge...

I must know what's going on.

Who AM I?

I know Daddy Lake loves me

like a daughter...but...

Tell me, Judge!

Who AM I?

Why, you're his adopted daughter, honey.

That's not enough anymore, Uncle Billy.

You're mine, too.

You belong to all of us.

Every man jack

that ever rode for General...

Thank you, Uncle Billy.

Now I know who I am.

Andy Redcliffe...

...when did you start

handcuffing children?!

We just got him out

of the Tornado District in time, Judge.

They was braidin' it up for 'im,

down there.

What did you do, boy?

Nothin' Judge...

Please sir...I didn't do nothin'!

We couldn't wait for the girl to identify him.

Then how do you know

he did anything?

Bloodhounds treed him, Judge.

Bloodhounds!

Let me hear the boy.

I was just walkin' out

to the old plantation...

Like you told me...

To help with the tobacco-tyin', Judge!

Them dogs spied me,

and I started runnin'.

I made it to the piney woods...

But they kept gainin'!

So I climbed a tree.

The dogs kept leapin'

and snappin' at my heels.

Then these white gentlemens came

and took me down.

Lots of white gentlemens

were comin' up the road...

...hollerin'.

Lucky for him, we were so close

to them bloodhounds.

Andy, you know a bloodhound's a fool dog.

This boy may be guilty...

Then again, it may be a case of mistaken identity

on the part of the bloodhounds.

Now you take this boy to a clean cell...

and take care of him.

Uncle Plez, Mr Burnham will let you

carry his vittles from the Corwins.

Boy...you'll have a fair trial.

Race, creed or colour...

Justice will be done in my courtroom.

And Andy Radcliffe...stop being

such a dad-blasted fool!

Get your men together...

Go out there

and find the right man.

And stop chasing children around.

Yessir, Judge.

Hey, Judge...

They're comin' to get that boy...

What?!

Goin' plumb lynchin'...

Grass rope...knot...pine torches...

Got firin' pieces...belts...

Telegram the governor

and get some soldiers...

Get a whole lot o' soldiers!

We ain't got time for soldiers.

Jake!...Jake Viner!...

Jake!

Mr Viner...he run away, Judge.

Well I ain't gonna run away, son.

Judge...can I stay, too.

Yeah, you stay, Uncle Plez.

Hey...there he is, Pa!

Boys, I want to have

a little talk with you.

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