"
"This is your work," said Brooks, facing Clarence furiously. "You have
brought them with you, but, by God, they shall not save you!" He
would have clutched Clarence, but the powerful arm of Judge Beeswinger
intervened. Nevertheless, he still struggled to reach Clarence,
appealing to the others: "Are you fools to stand there and let him
triumph! Don't you see the cowardly Yankee trick he's played upon us?"
"He has not," said Mrs. Brant haughtily. "I have no reason to love him
or his friends; but I know he does not lie."
"Gentlemen!--gentlemen!" implored Colonel Starbottle with beaming and
unctuous persuasion, "may I--er--remark--that all this is far from the
question? Are we to be alarmed because an unknown rabble, no matter
whence they come, demand entrance here in the name of the Law? I am not
aware of any law of the State of California that we are infringing. By
all means admit them."
The gate was thrown open. A single thick-set man, apparently unarmed
and dressed like an ordinary traveler, followed by half a dozen other
equally unpretentious-looking men, entered. The leader turned to the
balcony.
"I am the Chief of Police of San Francisco. I have warrants for the
arrest of Colonel Culpepper Starbottle, Joshua Brooks, Captain Pinckney,
Clarence Brant and Alice his wife, and others charged with inciting to
riot and unlawful practice calculated to disturb the peace of the State
of California and its relations with the Federal government," said the
leader, in a dry official voice.
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