Festus rode between Matt and Newly down the main street in Rock Creek with Doyle and Frank Eaton's wife in the wagon directly behind them.
Walker and a few of the men who had been in the mob from the night before, surrounded their horses.
"I see you brought that trash back!" Walker yelled. "I say we don't wait any longer! Them gallows is built!"
"Hang em before he can get away again!" another yelled as Walker moved toward the horse Festus had rode in on.
"Hold it right there," Matt said drawing his gun he positioned his horse in front of Festus. "Agent Doyle's got something in the back of that wagon you all need to see!"
"That's right," Doyle yelled climbing down off the wagon. "Come take a look for yourselves!" he said pulling a blanket off Eaton's body. "This is the real Frank Eaton!"
Rand stepped out of the hotel at the same time that Doc and Kitty did.
As Doc and Kitty moved to where Matt, Newly and Festus were dismounting, Rand and Walker along with the people of Rock Creek, took a look in the back of Doyle's wagon.
"What is this," Walker yelled. "Some kind of joke!"
"It's no joke, Mr. Walker," Doyle said indicating Festus. "He was telling the truth all along."
Walker looked at Eaton's body again before looking over at Festus. "I don't believe it!"
"What ya mean, ya don't believe it! The man was a hiding at her house, we tussled and he shot me!" Festus said angrily holding his side and waving a hand. "I'm through arguing with you people! I told you my name is Festus Haggen! I'm not Frank Eaton!"
"Doc," Matt said putting his gun away. "You and Kitty take Festus over to the hotel while me and Newly straighten this mess out."
"Good idea, Matt," Doc said swiping at his mustache as Festus sighed in frustration.
"Matthew," the hill man said agitatedly looking at the gallows. "I want ta just go home ta Dodge."
"We will," Doc said reassuringly putting a hand on Festus arm as they passed though the shadow of the large wooden structure.
"And the sooner the better," Kitty said following the two men inside.
Matt turned to Doyle as Festus, Kitty and Doc disappeared into Rock Creeks small hotel.
"You got an undertaker here," Matt asked as Newly helped Susie down off the wagon.
"I'll see," Doyle said looking at Sheriff Buckley standing in the crowd. "You want to step up and put that badge back on?"
"I suppose," the white haired old man said evenly. "Now that it's over!"
"Fine," Doyle said curtly. "Get the undertaker over here!"
"Are you going to just drop this?" Walker said angrily looking at Doyle.
"No one is dropping anything Mr. Walker," Doyle said harshly. "It's over, this is Frank Eaton and if you can't accept that, then take it up with the governor!"
"No, sir," Walker said poking a finger in the direction of the hotel. "I want that man in there to hang."
"Well, he's not," Doyle said turning toward the angry man. "And don't go getting any ideas about taking the law into your own hands! I will stop you and any man here who thinks he can do it better!"
"This is not over!" Walker said turning and walking away.
The crowd followed as Newly sided up to Matt. "I think it would be a good idea to leave here as soon as we can," the young deputy said as Matt nodded.
Kitty turned away from the window and the scene on the street below, in Doc's room on the second floor of the hotel.
"How's that feel," Doc asked tying the ends of the white bandage he had wrapped around Festus chest.
"It's fine, Doc," Festus said standing up, he picked up a clean white shirt and put it on. "Thanks for the clean clothes."
"Don't mention it," Doc said closing up his bag before tugging on his earlobe. "I want you to lay down now and try to get some sleep. I know the last few days has been hard on you."
The hill man snorted as he paced the room like a caged animal. "That's one way ta put it," Festus said hotly. "That man didn't even care that someone else was gonna hang in his place."
"Well," Doc said putting his hands in his pockets. "It's over now, you don't have to worry about it any more."
"Doc's right," Kitty said going to Festus side. "C'mon and lay down like Doc said. You'll feel better after you've had some sleep."
"Much obliged Miss Kitty," Festus said letting the woman lead him to the bed. "I guess, I am kinda tuckered out."