A man that Celia recognized as a miner glanced at her with annoyance, before he shifted his attention back to the mansion whose door had begun to bow slightly inward and splinter from the repeated blows.<br/><br/><strong>"Go home."</strong>The miner growled.<strong>"This is man's work.  We're going to find out what th' bastard knows about the sheriff!  Even if we hav' to rip it out of him!"</strong>His voice jumped from a growl to a shout, as he directed his next comment towards the mansion.<strong>"We know you have news!  The damn injuns are coming?!  Aren't they!"</strong><br/><br/>The miner no longer seemed aware of Celia, and began pushing his way through the crowd towards the mansion.  As she glanced around, Celia noticed two things.  A flicker of movement at a second story window, someone glancing out perhaps, and a strange man standing at the edge of the crowd.  A man who was clearly trying to keep his face concealed beneath his hat, but at the same time, was not a member of the mob.<br/><br/>Xin was close enough to overhear the exchange between Celia and the miner.  He also realized, a moment later, that he had been spotted by the woman.  The rest of the crowd seemed too distracted, too angry, to notice much of anything.