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The blanket through which the keen-pointed knife had been driven was no more firmly transfixed for the moment than was the Wolf when a slight hissing noise caused him to turn his head, and he saw the dreaded Shawanoe in a kneeling position with his gun leveled at him, the finger on the trigger, and the bright eye glancing along the barrel.
What is there to talk about?" said Pierre. "It's all the same.... Is everything ready?" he added. "Only tell me where to go and where to shoot," he said with an unnaturally gentle smile. He took the pistol in his hand and began asking about the working of the trigger, as he had not before held a pistol in his hand a fact that he did not wish to confess.
Thinking he was now near enough, and that the animal was beginning to act uneasily, Bluff stretched himself out, balanced his gun on a stone, took a long aim, and then pulled the trigger. The elk certainly dropped, at which the young hunter gave a bellow of delight.
What's the sense o' walkin' so' close together, anyway? Yo' don't git thar no sooner." Then again: "Great jumpin' Jehosephat, Nate, will you never learn the right way to hold your gun when you present arms? You must turn the trigger outside, not the hammer." "O, Jeminy, what difference does hit make?
As I more than half expected that the barrel would burst, I lashed the gun in the fork of a tree, tied a piece of string a hundred feet long to the trigger, and then taking shelter behind a friendly stump pulled off. To my great satisfaction the barrel stood the test perfectly.
Only I must show her how to pull the trigger, and also adjust the muzzle so as to bear on the steps by which the villains would come up! For, as all have seen, she was naturally of a very timorsome and quavering disposition.
Every shadow I wasn't absolutely sure of I made sure of point-blank. And I rounded the thing up at the very stem sitting on the butt of the bowsprit, Ridgeway, washing her yellow face under the moon. I didn't make any bones about it this time. I put the bad end of that gun against the scar on her head and squeezed the trigger. It snicked on an empty shell.
The moment the French saw this act of manly courtesy, they ceased firing, gave the dragoons a cheer, and as long as the women were within gunshot, not a trigger was pulled in the French line, but volleys of cheers instead of ball-cartridge was sent after the brigade till all the women were over. Now wasn't that generous?" "'T was a handsome thing!" was the universal remark.
Cosmo's quick and overwhelming victory was due to the fact that the mutineers, in mounting the steps, could not see him and his men in the shadows, and when the automatic weapons, which fired three shots per second by repeated pressure of the trigger, from a chamber containing twenty-one cartridges, once opened on them they could do nothing in the hail of missiles, especially when crowded together on the steps.
And Edith raised the pistol and placed the muzzle to her own temple her finger against the trigger. The men stood still the captain swore. "H l fire and flames! Do you intend to stand there all day, to hear the wench declaim? Seize her, curse you! Wrench that weapon from her hand."
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