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Before they knew what was happening two were pistolled and one knocked silly by a blow from the butt of Horan's revolver. The two others fought gamely, but they were no match for the three Britishers. In less time than it takes to tell they were both laid out. 'Hurrah! cried Horan gleefully. 'Shut up, you ass! snapped Ken. 'Do you want to bring every Turk within half a mile down on us. Look out.
That's our only chance of getting to close quarters. 'A frontal attack, put in Dave. 'What price our heads if they start shooting off the gun? 'They probably won't start until they have light enough to see where they're shooting, returned Ken. 'Horan's notion is all right. Come on. 'But mind you, he whispered urgently, 'we must keep one bomb for the gun.
He's been in with the black trackers, and moves like a dingo. 'The very man, said Ken. 'Where is he? Norton, as it happened, was only a few yards away. He came up eagerly, a slim, dark man with keen gray eyes and a nose like a hawk's beak. A moment later, and Roy Horan's giant form came slipping rapidly up to the little group, and Ken at once explained what was wanted.
Also, Patsy Horan was angry with the world. He had got out of the wrong side of bed that morning, and nothing had gone right all day. Had his barkeepers been asked, they would have described his mental condition as a grouch. But Carter Watson did not know this. As he passed the little hallway, Patsy Horan's sullen eyes lighted on the magazine he carried under his arm.
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