Chapter 22

           THEYswarmeduptowardsSherburn’shouse,a-whoopingandraginglikeInjuns,andeverythinghadtoclearthewayorgetrunoverandtrompedtomush,anditwasawfultosee.Childrenwasheelingitaheadofthemob,screamingandtryingtogetoutoftheway;andeverywindowalongtheroadwasfullofwomen’sheads,andtherewasniggerboysineverytree,andbucksandwencheslookingovereveryfence;andassoonasthemobwouldgetnearlytothemtheywouldbreakandskaddlebackoutofreach.Lotsofthewomenandgirlswascryingandtakingon,scaredmosttodeath.

           TheyswarmedupinfrontofSherburn’spalingsasthickastheycouldjamtogether,andyoucouldn’thearyourselfthinkforthenoise.Itwasalittletwenty-footyard.Somesungout"Teardownthefence!teardownthefence!"Thentherewasaracketofrippingandtearingandsmashing,anddownshegoes,andthefrontwallofthecrowdbeginstorollinlikeawave.

           JustthenSherburnstepsoutontotheroofofhislittlefrontporch,withadouble-barrelguninhishand,andtakeshisstand,perfectlyca’manddeliberate,notsayingaword.Theracketstopped,andthewavesuckedback.

           Sherburnneversaidawordjuststoodthere,lookingdown.Thestillnesswasawfulcreepyanduncomfortable.Sherburnrunhiseyeslowalongthecrowd;andwhereveritstruckthepeopletriedalittletoout-gazehim,buttheycouldn’t;theydroppedtheireyesandlookedsneaky.

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