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Beaton felt the steady eyes upon him, but was carrying enough liquor to make him reckless. Still his was naturally the instinct of the New York gunman, seeking for some adventure. He stepped backward, feigning a laugh, watchful to catch Westcott off his guard. "All right, then," he said, "I'll go get the drink; you can't bluff me."
When a neighbor's wife took me from her arm and wrapped me in a blanket, she saw I carried the face of my father as my mother had seen it the night he was murdered. That," he said, "is what made me a 'gunman. Not whiskey not women not cards just what you've heard. And I'll tell you something else you may tell the men that call me a gunman.
He was on his feet, and had hurled his bullet at the figure in the doorway in the space of time elapsing between John Kars' startled exclamation and the discharge of his weapon, which had been almost on the instant. With deadly purpose and skill Murray had taken no aim. He had fired for the pit of the stomach with the instinct of the gunman.
"Hey, you stop!" commanded the gunman as Rimrock gained the barricade, and he struck him back with the muzzle of his gun. Rimrock staggered and caught himself and then held on weakly as his breath came in quivering sobs. "That's all right," he gasped. "I've got no quarrel with you. I came to get Andrew McBain."
I want you to remember him." Dodge agreed with a curt nod. "If ever you see him in this cabin when I'm absent, you know what to do." "Yes, sir," replied Dodge, with a wintry smile. Cunningham laughed. "So you carry a Texas gunman round with you now? After all, why not? You never can tell. But don't worry, Cleigh. If ever I make up my mind to accept Eisenfeldt's offer, I'll lift the yacht first."
I hope they get him and hang him by his rotten vulture neck! He's run his vile play too long. He's a disease a deadly, stinking, foul disease. Maybe it was a 'gunman' did the shooting. But I'd bet my life it was Shaunbaum behind him. And to think these poor lone women-folk, hundreds of miles away from him, should be the victims. See here, Kars, I'm no sort of full-fledged angel.
It was explicitly stated. You promised. And all the time you were planning murder. I'll tell all I know. By God, I will." "Go easy, Mr. Bromfield," snarled Jerry. "If you do, where do ye think you'll get off at?" "I'll go to the police and tell them your hired gunman was shooting at us." "Will you now? An' I'll have plenty of good witnesses to swear he wasn't." Durand bared his teeth in a threat.
The declension of a gunman, if once it begins, is rapid and sure. One of those days, unless Roush were killed first, some mild-looking citizen would take his gun from him and kick him out of a bar-room. The foreman traveled fast, but the first streaks of morning were already lighting the sky when he reached Rabbit Ear Creek, upon which was the Flying V Y Ranch No. 3 of which he was majordomo.
But I never before saw a gunman on the job, so to say. Blome's a handsome fellow, an' he seemed different from what I expected. Sure, I thought he'd yell an' prance round like a drunken fool. But he was cool an' quiet enough. The bio win' an' drinkin' was done by his pals. But after a little while it got to me that Blome gloried in this situation.
"I've always been in on it, Dug. Took a hand at the first deal, the day of the race. If you're lookin' for trouble with Dave, you'll find it goes double." "Not able to play his own hand, eh?" "Not when you've got a six-shooter and he hasn't. Not after he has just been wounded by another gunman he cleaned up with his bare hands. You and yore friends are lookin' for things too easy." "Easy, hell!
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