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Cartwright exclaimed, and both of the others turned toward him. "Here's the gun for me," he said huskily, "and that gun belt filled and this holster. They'll all do." "And a handy outfit," said Whitey. "That gun'll be a friend in need!" "What makes you think they'll be a need?" asked Cartwright, with such unnecessary violence that the others both stared.
The President adjusted his spectacles and took a second look before he made any comment. He lifted his bristling eyebrows: "What's it for?" "For cross-eyed men, sir!" he whispered. "You don't say?" he roared. "Yes, sir," the little man continued eagerly. "The cross-eyed men ain't never had no chance in this war. They turn 'em all down. They won't take 'em as soldiers. That gun'll fix 'em.
"You might let me tell what happened," Smoke objected. "You shut up," the man snarled at him. "I reckon your gun'll tell the story." All the men examined Smoke's rifle, ejecting and counting the cartridges, and examining the barrel at muzzle and breech. "One shot," Blackbeard concluded. Pierre, with nostrils that quivered and distended like a deer's, sniffed at the breech.
In fact he was very near death just then, for Glen in her agitation was unconsciously pressing the trigger slightly with her forefinger. But Curly knew, and his face blanched. "Fer God's sake, be careful what yer doin'!" he screamed. "That gun'll go off, if ye don't look out!" "Perhaps it might be well if it did," was the reply. "I am strongly tempted to shoot you where you stand.
To his intense humiliation, Thorpe could not make out the meaning of the query. "Oh, anything'll do for me," he said, awkwardly smiling. "It's years since I've shot I daresay one gun'll be quite the same as another to me." He felt the knowing bright eyes of the keeper taking all his measurements as a sportsman.
"You'll niver be shot at arter now, 'ceptin' ye leave this clarin'. One crack from my gun'll be enuf for ye, I reck'n." "I'll take my chance. If it should go against me, you won't gain by it. Remember, my good man, it's not a duel we're fighting! You have chosen to attack me; and if I should fall in the affair, I've faith enough in the law to believe it will avenge me."
"That's the wust on it; we gets to be sorry for things when it's too late; and I'm wery much afeard, Master Bob, as this here gun'll make the 'Flash' a bit crank." "What's crank?" asked the boy. "What you shore-going folks calls top-heavy; and that either means cutting down her rigging " "No, I won't have the rigging touched," cried Bob.
Are you the foot cavalry? 65th Virginia, Stonewall Brigade? Glad to see you, 65th! Welcome to these here parts. What made you late? We surely did hone for you yesterday evening. Oh, shucks! the best gun'll miss fire once in a lifetime. Who's your colonel? Richard Cleave? Oh, yes, I remember! read his name in the reports. We've got a good one, too, real proud of him.
"You might let me tell what happened," Smoke objected. "You shut up," the man snarled at him. "I reckon your gun'll tell the story." All the men examined Smoke's rifle, ejecting and counting the cartridges, and examining the barrel at muzzle and breech. "One shot," Blackbeard concluded. Pierre, with nostrils that quivered and distended like a deer's, sniffed at the breech.
"Are they going to run guns, too?" Gilbert asked. "I shouldn't be surprised," said Henry. "One of these days a gun'll go off, and then they'll stop playing the fool, I suppose!" "Roger's getting all his facts in fine trim for the book on a National Army," Gilbert said after lunch. "The thing's been much bigger than any of us imagined, but Roger's a sticker, and he's got a lot done!"
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