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Mature Content: Yes, violence and language.

With: Caroline Mundee, any lawman, an NPC townsfolk
Location: Alley just off Main Street
When: Early May 1876
Time of Day: Early morning little after 6:00 AM

 

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   The door to the sheriff's office flew open and a young fellow wearing a robe and nightshirt under it, barefoot too, burst into the room wide eyed, pointing back outside as he blathered to the first person he saw within.

 

"HEY!  BETTER COME QUICK!  THERE'S A BIG FIGHT!"

 

Taking a deep breath he clarified a bit more, "In the alley just off the General Store! You sure better hurry before someone gits killed!"

 

The individual on duty would instantly recognize the excitable young man as Abraham Garver, an employee of the store and previously never a troublemaker so quite trustworthy on the face of it.

 

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The door to the sheriff's office flew open and a young fellow wearing a robe and nightshirt under it, barefoot too, burst into the room wide eyed, pointing back outside as he blathered to the first person he saw within.

 
Speed’s head jerked up as he turned in the stationary chair at his desk, to see the boy, eyes big as silver dollars.


"HEY!  BETTER COME QUICK!  THERE'S A BIG FIGHT!"


“Whoa now, where’s this fight?” Speed asked.


Taking a deep breath he clarified a bit more, "In the alley just off the General Store! You sure better hurry before someone gits killed!"

 

The individual on duty would instantly recognize the excitable young man as Abraham Garver, an employee of the store and previously never a troublemaker so quite trustworthy on the face of it.


He was out of the chair, grabbing his hat and headed for the alley. It was too early for this sort of thing! Whoever it was would find themselves locked up until Speed had the whole thing sorted out.

 

It took no time to reach the alleyway Abraham had told him about.

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Whatever had gone on seemed to have been pretty much decided by then as Marshal Guyer rounded the corner. There was a blonde young woman in a low cut (and sleeve torn) dress standing over a prostrate man who was in an almost fetal position, both arms covering his head. He was babbling for it to stop and mixing those words with whines and moans of obvious discomfort. The woman had an axe handle in one hand but was using her leg at the moment to inflict some further pain on the poor jasper, kicking him in the thigh and side.

 

"See how you like it? Still think it's funny to kick somebody? You piece of horse shit!" the  'lady' angrily shouted down at her victim.

 

Now if Guyer was ever in the Star Dust saloon much, he would no doubt recognize the woman, it was the saloon's singer/dancer. He might well even know her name, Miss Caroline Mundee. She was a big favorite with the menfolk who frequented the place. The man on the ground probably didn't care for her much though at the moment.

 

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Speed all but slid to a stop, the woman had clearly administered a beating to the man on the ground. He had seen her around, and a couple of times that he had peered into the Star Dust on his rounds. What with the prisoners and and the general day to day business in both the Marshal's office and his own business there was little time for socializing in the saloon. Of course he would stop in from time to time during his morning rounds.

 

He took a deep breath and exhaled sharply. "Ma'am? Miss Mundee? I see there's been a problem here? I believe you and I need to have some words about the situation." Speed would rather face the Evergreen riders that a fight between a man and a woman. A man could get killed doing that!

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At the sound of the male voice, Caroline spun around so sharply  almost, that is almost lost her balance, a product of being quite drunk. She raised up the axe handle for just an instant but then focused on the figure and lowered it again.

 

"You a lawman?" she asked.

 

At that instant, the man cringing on the ground cried out, "Git her off me, marshal! I think she broke my hand! She's tryin' to kill me!"

 

Caroline glared down at the fellow, "Not hardly! If I'da had it in mind ta kill ya, I'd have shot ya."

 

She then turned her attention back to the lawman as she dropped the axe handle to the ground but then reached into her voluminous dress to extract a small derringer holding it up for him to see and grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

 

"See? Ain't she a beaut? Even got a pearl handle which I think is real pretty," she proudly displayed the weapon.

 

(Guyer would see that first of all, it is not cocked for firing and secondly, she is not making any attempt to aim it in his direction. Rather she is like a kid proudly showing off a new toy.)

 

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At the sound of the male voice, Caroline spun around so sharply as almost, that is almost lost her balance, a product of being quite drunk. She raised up the axe handle for just an instant but then focused on the figure and lowered it again.

 

"You a lawman?" she asked.


“Yes ma’am, town Marshal.” Speed responded. “Maybe tou’d tell me what’s going on here? How’d this start, that sort of thing.” An axe handle would give a good beating, the question was, did the man on the ground deserve it or not.

 

At that instant, the man cringing on the ground cried out, "Git her off me, marshal! I think she broke my hand! She's tryin' to kill me!"

 

Caroline glared down at the fellow, "Not hardly! If I'da had it in mind ta kill ya, I'd have shot ya."


 “Easy mister, you just stay down til’ we get this sorted out then we’ll wake one of the Docs to have a look at that hand of yours, and whatever else needs tending.” Speed advised.


She then turned her attention back to the lawman as she dropped the axe handle to the ground but then reached into her voluminous dress to extract a small derringer holding it up for him to see and grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

 

"See? Ain't she a beaut? Even got a pearl handle which I think is real pretty," she proudly displayed the weapon.


“Yes ma’am, that’s a fine looking derringer, be best it you put it away though.” Speed said, making it sound more like a suggestion than a lawful order. The gun wasn’t cocked and she more showing it off than brandishing to small pistol “Now, what I need to know is what started this fracas in the first place.” The last thing he needed to get shot by a drunk woman, grateful that she had dropped the axe handle, at least.

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“Yes ma’am, town Marshal.” Speed responded. “Maybe tou’d tell me what’s going on here? How’d this start, that sort of thing.”

 

"Thought so. I like yer badge, it's shiney," Caroline smiled. As for his question she merely stated, "He started it, I just finished it."

 

The man started whining again and begging for help, Caroline having zero sympathy for the jasper. Caroline next displayed her derringer,  she was quite proud of the weapon it seemed.

 

“Yes ma’am, that’s a fine looking derringer, be best it you put it away though.”

 

Caroline gave an exaggerated shrug then rather clumsily tried to slip it back into it's hiding spot, almost dropping the thing before finally succeeding, "There ya go, sheriff.  I'm a law abiding citizen, anybody will tell you that."

 

“Now, what I need to know is what started this fracas in the first place.” 

 

"He did!" she replied.

 

"She attacked me! I was just defendin' myself," the man begged to disagree.

 

"You kicked that old dog, no need for you ta do that!" the saloon girl countered.

 

"Yer crazy!" he retorted, "Ain't even your dog."

 

"Don't matter none, sure ain't yers either," Caroline snapped.

 

They certainly seemed to know what they were talking about, whether the marshal did was a whole nother story. Young Abraham was just behind the sheriff taking in this whole affair and spoke up for the first time.

 

"They might be talking about Smoky, Marshal. You probably seen him about. He's some old stray who hangs around the alleys, likes to beg for handouts."

 

 

 

 

 

 

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They certainly seemed to know what they were talking about, whether the marshal did was a whole nother story. Young Abraham was just behind the sheriff taking in this whole affair and spoke up for the first time.

 

"They might be talking about Smoky, Marshal. You probably seen him about. He's some old stray who hangs around the alleys, likes to beg for handouts."


Speed stood looking at the pair, it was just past six in the morning and these two had obviously been drinking all night. He was shaking his head slightly as the two blamed one another, but what seemed clear was that the dog, be it Smokey or some other, was kicked by the man on the ground. Probably where he deserved to be.


Now clearly there was no law against kicking the dog, but there surely was a law against assaulting another person. Hardly seemed fair to Marshal Guyer, kicking the dog certainly was the same as assaulting a person, but that’s not the way it would be seen in court.


He looked to Abraham, “You’re likely right about old Smokey, You want to do me a favor, fetch me either of the Doc’s, that is, if Doc Boone’s done with Mister Peabody and not wore out from it." He looked back at the two combatants. “We’ll be here.”


The he looked back to the pair. “Get up, and you, leave him alone,” he said to the girl. “I think he’s paid enough for kicking the dog.” He paused. “If that dogs serious hurt Mister, you’ll wish I left you to her! Now, the Doc’ll be on his way, so we can do this the easy way, or make it as hard as you like. Once you’ve been seen, be on your way, and you, ma’am, you get to bed where ever that bed’s at.”

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“You’re likely right about old Smokey, You want to do me a favor, fetch me either of the Doc’s, that is, if Doc Boone’s done with Mister Peabody and not wore out from it."

 

"At this time in the morning?" Abraham was surprised  though come to think of it, that was one drawback of being a doctor, you might be needed at any time of the day or night.

 

The boy nodded then and ran off to do as he was requested.

 

“Get up, and you, leave him alone,” the marshal started giving orders, “I think he’s paid enough for kicking the dog.”

 

"Paid? He ain't paid a plug nickel?" Caroline didn't get it but then clear thinking was not exactly one of her strengths in her particular condition.

 

 “If that dogs serious hurt Mister, you’ll wish I left you to her! Now, the Doc’ll be on his way, so we can do this the easy way, or make it as hard as you like. Once you’ve been seen, be on your way, and you, ma’am, you get to bed where ever that bed’s at.”

 

The man grimaced as he slowly got to his feet, he too was unsteady from drinking not just the results of his altercation with the saloon gal. He held his injured hand with his good one.

 

"I don't want no trouble. It was a stupid dog, ain't no crime to kick a stupid dog," he weakly protested.

 

Caroline glared at him even as the marshal gave her orders also.  But she turned to Guyer, "I live at the Star Dust Saloon, everybody knows that."   Obviously not.

 

The man now had something else to say, "Hey marshal take a look at the window of the store. This crazy woman busted it so she could grab herself that axe handle from inside. You gonna let her get away with that too?  Trying to kill me and robbin' the store."

 

"I was just borrowin' it, I was gonna give it back," Caroline declared.

 

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The man grimaced as he slowly got to his feet, he too was unsteady from drinking not just the results of his altercation with the saloon gal. He held his injured hand with his good one.

 

"I don't want no trouble. It was a stupid dog, ain't no crime to kick a stupid dog," he weakly protested.


“Mister, it was a dog, whatever the dog did was neither smart nor stupid. What you did was stupid, and for the moment you got no trouble, but you keep yappin’ an’ I’ll put you in a cell!” Guyer threatened.
 

Caroline glared at him even as the marshal gave her orders also.  But she turned to Guyer, "I live at the Star Dust Saloon, everybody knows that."   Obviously not.


“Good, then that’s where you need to go, because there’s an empty cell for you as well.” Speed informed her. He hated dealing with drunks, and having to be doing just that at six in the morning before he had had his coffee was just that much more irritating.

The man now had something else to say, "Hey marshal take a look at the window of the store. This crazy woman busted it so she could grab herself that axe handle from inside. You gonna let her get away with that too?  Trying to kill me and robbin' the store."

“Mister, I told you to shut up. Now,” He backed away far enough to see the broken window, “Damn!” The Anderson’s were not going to be happy about that, and neither was he.

 

"I was just borrowin' it, I was gonna give it back," Caroline declared.


“Star Dust Saloon, eh? Well, I’m afraid I can’t just brush this off. You’ve damaged private property, taken something that was not yours, and causing bodily injury. The Anderson’s are not going to take kindly to me letting you go back to the saloon, so, I’m placing you under arrest, Miss Mundee.” He could see Abraham and Doctor Danforth coming their way which would allow him to escort Caroline Mundee to the Municipal Building, and a cell. ‘Hell of a way to start the day.’ He thought.

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Jonah was not particularly thrilled about being awakened in the pre-dawn hours, but fortunately it didn't happen often, and when the young man had informed him that it was Marshal Guyer who was asking for his assistance, and that the patient was not in dire straits, he felt some relief...at least it didn't sound like anything too complicated, and he'd be paid in real money...he had enough huckleberry jam to last him a lifetime!

 

After hastily dressing and grabbing his bag, he followed young Abraham, nodding as he approached Speed and the others.

 

"Marshal...what can I do for you this morning?"

 

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“Mister, I told you to shut up. Now,”

 

"Yessir, I'll hush up," the man wasn't drunk enough to not realize he was very close to being jailed and he didn't want that.

 

Guyer backed away far enough to see the broken window, “Damn!”

 

"I was just borrowin' it, I was gonna give it back," Caroline declared.


“Star Dust Saloon, eh? Well, I’m afraid I can’t just brush this off. You’ve damaged private property, taken something that was not yours, and causing bodily injury. The Anderson’s are not going to take kindly to me letting you go back to the saloon, so, I’m placing you under arrest, Miss Mundee.”

 

Caroline paused, as if thinking on it a moment, then gave an exaggerated shrug, "Alright then, Marshal, arrest me. Ain't like I've never been in jail before. Supposin' yer gonna be wanting my gun though?"

 

Once more she went thru the rigamarole of fishing it out of her voluminous dress then held it out to him, "Careful, it's loaded."

 

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The trio were almost to the jail when here came a perturbed looking Dr. Danforth and young Abraham tagging right behind him.

 

"Marshal...what can I do for you this morning?"

 

Caroline flashed a big smile, "Well now, so this is that handsome doctor every woman in town is talking about? I see why."

 

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“Star Dust Saloon, eh? Well, I’m afraid I can’t just brush this off. You’ve damaged private property, taken something that was not yours, and causing bodily injury. The Anderson’s are not going to take kindly to me letting you go back to the saloon, so, I’m placing you under arrest, Miss Mundee.”

 

Caroline paused, as if thinking on it a moment, then gave an exaggerated shrug, "Alright then, Marshal, arrest me. Ain't like I've never been in jail before. Supposin' yer gonna be wanting my gun though?"

 

Once more she went thru the rigamarole of fishing it out of her voluminous dress then held it out to him, "Careful, it's loaded."


He watched the process she went through with a smile. “Yes ma’am, that’d be why my hands out. We sort of frown at having armed prisoners.” Speed informed her. “And you buster, what’s your name, seems I’ve seen you around?”

 

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The trio were almost to the jail when here came a perturbed looking Dr. Danforth and young Abraham tagging right behind him.

 

"Marshal...what can I do for you this morning?"

 

Caroline flashed a big smile, "Well now, so this is that handsome doctor every woman in town is talking about? I see why."


“Fella here thinks his hands broke. Kicked a dog and this one her beat him with an axe handle!” Came the reply. “On her way to the hoosegow for break Anderson’s window to ‘borrow’ said axe handle.”

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"I should think you would have pummeled the hooligan's feet as well," Jonah commented to Caroline with a smile and a wink, "so he can't kick anything again."  Then he looked at Speed.  "Let's get him inside  and I'll take a look.  From the looks of that hand, though, it's going to be a while before he'll be doing his own shaving again."

 

While Jonah wasn't against having a means for an end, attacking animals was too much, and showed the character of a man.  "What happened to the mutt?  Is it injured?"  He'd see to the dog first, if that was the case.

 

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The marshal had asked his name so the fellow winced thru the discomfort and answered.

 

"John Smith."

 

Yeah, often times folks did not believe him, thought he was making up an alias but the truth of it was that was indeed his actual name.

 

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Caroline smiled upon catching sight of the handsome doctor, a real looker that one! And a doctor too, so that meant he must be smart also.

 

"I should think you would have pummeled the hooligan's feet as well," Jonah commented to Caroline with a smile and a wink, "so he can't kick anything again." 

 

"Ooooh, ya know, damn good idea but I already dropped my club and now I'm arrested. Don't think our marshal here will let me get a second whack at 'im?" she grinned.

 

Then he looked at Speed.  "Let's get him inside  and I'll take a look.  From the looks of that hand, though, it's going to be a while before he'll be doing his own shaving again."

 

That just brought another moan from Smith but no sympathy from the woman who glared at him.

 

"I'll shave ya, with a butcher knife," she snapped at him but then quickly glanced over to Guyer, "Just a little joke now."

 

"What happened to the mutt?  Is it injured?" Danforth asked.

 

"Not sure, he ran off as you might expect. He was movin' fast enough, I hope he's alright. I'd go look for 'im but the Marshal has me pegged as this dangerous criminal sort who needs to be tossed behind bars," Caroline answered.

 

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Caroline smiled upon catching sight of the handsome doctor, a real looker that one! And a doctor too, so that meant he must be smart also.

 

"I should think you would have pummeled the hooligan's feet as well," Jonah commented to Caroline with a smile and a wink, "so he can't kick anything again."

 

"Ooooh, ya know, damn good idea but I already dropped my club and now I'm arrested. Don't think our marshal here will let me get a second whack at 'im?" she grinned.

 

"And you'd be right about that, Miss Mundee. Of course, if I let you have another whack at him, then I'd be  trouble, and we can't have that. Hard to keep the peace if I'm in my own jail." 

 

Then he looked at Speed.  "Let's get him inside  and I'll take a look.  From the looks of that hand, though, it's going to be a while before he'll be doing his own shaving again."

 

“Sure, right this way.” He took Miss Mundee by the bicep and led her inside the office, the others following close behind. “Coffee’s on Doc, if you want.”

 

That just brought another moan from Smith but no sympathy from the woman who glared at him.

 

"I'll shave ya, with a butcher knife," she snapped at him but then quickly glanced over to Guyer, "Just a little joke now."


“Careful Miss, wouldn’t want to add anymore charges to the ones already pending.”
 

"What happened to the mutt?  Is it injured?" Danforth asked.

 

"Not sure, he ran off as you might expect. He was movin' fast enough, I hope he's alright. I'd go look for 'im but the Marshal has me pegged as this dangerous criminal sort who needs to be tossed behind bars," Caroline answered.

 

“The sort of thing that happens when someone breaks a window, takes an axe handle and then uses it to assault someone.” Speed explained simply. “Now, if Mister Smith here prefers charges, well, that would mean a court date.” He smiled at her, “The mutt, hopefully it’s alright, ain’t that so Mister Smith?"

 

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"Coffee'd be real fine, Marshal," Jonah said as they stepped into the office.  He certainly wasn't in any hurry to treat the man, and the delay wasn't going to cause any harm. 

 

He sank into a chair, then added, "Be a pity if that man was to press charges and then have his hand rot and fall off, don't you think?"  Well, it wasn't something he'd actually cause, but the threat sounded nice.  "Seems as though both parties have learned their lessons here." 

 

Not that he was complicit with violence, but he agreed with the young woman, and if his words would push the man to not press charges, all the better.

 

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"Coffee'd be real fine, Marshal," Jonah said as they stepped into the office.  He certainly wasn't in any hurry to treat the man, and the delay wasn't going to cause any harm.


Speed poured Jonah a cup, “Have a seat Doc, take a load off, a bit early for all this I know. Little coffee get things circulating."
 

He sank into a chair, then added, "Be a pity if that man was to press charges and then have his hand rot and fall off, don't you think?"  Well, it wasn't something he'd actually cause, but the threat sounded nice.  "Seems as though both parties have learned their lessons here."

 

Not that he was complicit with violence, but he agreed with the young woman, and if his words would push the man to not press charges, all the better.


“Be a sad thing indeed, don’t you think Mister Smith? Learned lessons? Well now, seems to me that there’s a chance of that. Of course, Miss Mundee here, well, she’ll have to wait on Anderson to decide her immediate fate.” Speed said. “With those others awaiting trial, have to take her to the County Sheriff’s lock up. Just about looking at a full house, well except for the basement cells.” He smiled at her.

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Mr. Smith knew a stacked deck against him when it was presented to him. He wasn't surprised really, the men were sticking up for the pretty gal instead of justice. It was the way of things. But he would try and get at least something out of his misery.

 

"Oh alright, I won't press charges but only if she pays whatever the doc here is gonna charge me for this here treatment," he answered.

 

"Of course, Miss Mundee here, well, she’ll have to wait on Anderson to decide her immediate fate.” Speed said. “With those others awaiting trial, have to take her to the County Sheriff’s lock up. Just about looking at a full house, well except for the basement cells.” He smiled at her.

 

"Fine! Not like I got any say in this do I?  Just a kindly young miss defendin' some poor innocent dog from mistreatment. Yeah, incar....incar..ser..?" Caroline was stumped.

 

"Throw me behind bars and lemme rot then," she shrugged.

 

"Hey Doc, you seem like a nice man? Can you let the saloon know where I am, please? Maybe my boss can post bail or somethin'? She is gonna need her singer/dancer tonight," she now addressed Danforth.

 

She pointed to herself, "That be me! You should come and hear me sometime. I admit my dancin' ain't the greatest but everyone sez I can sing real fine."

 

ooc: Forgot about this when I came home from my trip! We should be close to finishing it soon anyhow.

 

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Nodding, Jonah stood, taking his bag with him as he walked over to the male prisoner.  "I'll be certain to talk to Miss Matilda when I'm done here, I'm sure she'll understand." 

 

Dispassionately, he examined the man's hand, then wrapped it firmly with some gauze.  "It's broken, just keep it wrapped for a couple of weeks," he declared, "try not to use it, but that won't be a problem for a while."  The way the man's hand was swollen, it was going to be far too painful to move much for a while anyway.

 

Then he looked to Caroline.  "Miss...that'll be supper and a song."  With a grin and a nod to Caroline and Speed, he headed out to let Matilda know that her entertainment was in jail...for now.

 

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She pointed to herself, "That be me! You should come and hear me sometime. I admit my dancin' ain't the greatest but everyone sez I can sing real fine."


“Yeah, I’ll bet you can. You got yourself a nice voice. But...”


“Marshal, this the man that broke my window?” John Anderson asked coming through the doorway.


“No sir, I’m afraid it was this lady here. And she took this.” Speed responded, holding up the axe handle.. “Waiting on you to see what your pleasure is.”


“Well, I, I suppose there needs to be some punishment.” Anderson said smiling at the vivacious blonde, The handle is worth a quarter dollar, but the glass. Now the window that will be another matter all together. I’ll need to speak with Hiram Lorts about it and get back to you with the cost.”

 

"It's broken, just keep it wrapped for a couple of weeks," Jonah declared, "try not to use it, but that won't be a problem for a while."  The way the man's hand was swollen, it was going to be far too painful to move much for a while anyway.

 

Then he looked to Caroline.  "Miss...that'll be supper and a song."  With a grin and a nod to Caroline and Speed, he headed out to let Matilda know that her entertainment was in jail...for now.


“Jonah, while you’re up there ask Flandry if he’ll stand good for her til’ the matter’s settled. That way she’s not held too long, and he’s not out his entertainments.” He then looked to Anderson. “That alright with you John?”

 

“That will be fine, Marshal.” Anderson replied.  “Well, I need to get up to see Hiram about a replacement.”

 

“That will be fine, Marshal.” Anderson replied.  “Well, I need to get up to see Hiram about a replacement.” With that John Anderson turned and left.

 

"Smith? You're free to go." Speed declared. "Not to worry, the city will pay Doctor Danforth. "You actually did nothing to be charged with. I think you'll suffer enough."

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  John Anderson

@Wayfarer (After Smith has his say we can end it,)

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OOC: Actually, I think it's a fine place to end it right here. It is all anticlimactic from here, Matilda would bail Caroline out, Caroline would pay for the window she broke, and life goes on as usual. I accomplished what I wanted it the thread. Thanks everyone who participated!  🙂

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Yep, sounds about right to me. 🤠

 

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