"Them Lawmen drag her out to that hill past Marion Lake. It musta been then they slide on they white hoods. The moon, it was nearly full and bright. From up there Neva musta been able to see her Daddy's land. All them fresh-harvested acres. Maybe that's where she fix her eyes while them Klux keep her out there for hours--doin' what God ain't got the muscle to look at."
Ruby by Cynthia bond page 68