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And he'd clean up quick. But Larrimer ain't fool enough to send such an invite." "You don't understand me," persisted Waters patiently. "What I mean is this. Larrimer sends the challenge, if you wish to call it that. He takes up a certain position. Say in a public place. You and your men, if you wish, are posted nearby, but out of view when young Hollis comes.
"And what's more, he's apt to do it." "Larrimer is a no-good young skunk," said Baldwin, with deliberate heat. "It's sure a crime when a boy that ain't got enough brains to fill a peanut shell can run over men just because he's spent his life learning how to handle firearms. He'll meet up with his finish one of these days."
"Partners," he announced gently, "no matter what Bud Larrimer has on his mind, I've got to go in and meet him. Maybe I can convince him without gun talk. I hope so. But it will have to be on the terms he wants. I'll saddle up and lope into town." He started for the door. The other members of the Pollard gang looked at one another and shrugged their shoulders.
"Then get Larrimer to send Terry Hollis an invitation to come down into town and meet him face to face in a gun fight. I understand this Hollis is a daredevil sort and wouldn't refuse an invitation of that nature. He'd have to respond or else lose his growing reputation as a maneater." "Maneater? Why, Bud Larrimer wouldn't be more'n a mouthful for him. Sure he'd come to town.
And when he shows his teeth, he'll taste blood they ain't no doubt of it." "Going to make him kill?" asked Pollard very softly. "Why not? He'll do it sooner or later anyway. It's in his blood." "I suppose it is." "I got an idea. There's a young gent in town named Larrimer, ain't there?" "Sure. A rough kid, too. It was him that killed Kennedy last spring." "And he's proud of his reputation?"
"Who was it?" "Ever meet young Larrimer?" She shuddered. "Yes. A beast of a man." "Sure. Worse'n a beast, maybe. Well, he's carrion now, to use Terry's words again." "Wait a minute," cut in big blond Phil Marvin. Don't spoil the story for Terry. But did he really do for Larrimer? Larrimer was a neat one with a gun no good otherwise." "Did he do for Larrimer?" echoed Denver in his purring voice.
"I may be your sky-pilot, Larrimer. But listen to sense. Do you really mean you'd shoot that red horse in front of the hotel?" "Ain't you heard me say it?" "Then the Lord pity you, Larrimer!"
Therefore, it remained for me to find it. Well, the cryptic writing was solved, pretty soon; but the solution came like a crash of thunder, revealing the one twist toward the end that I had least expected. And, worst of all, I should have known! Chaya's ante-mortem statement, properly attested by Dr. Larrimer, Dr.
"So's Hollis a stranger in these parts," said Larrimer, facing his victim more fully. "What I want to know is about the gent that owns the red hoss in front of the store. Ever hear of him?" Terry was silent. By a vast effort he was able to shake his head.
They want Hollis put out of the way. I say, cache yourself away. Let Hollis come to meet Larrimer in a private room. You can arrange it with Larrimer yourself later on. You shoot from concealment the moment Hollis shows his face. It can be said that Larrimer did the shooting, and beat Hollis to the draw. The glory of it will bribe Larrimer." The sheriff shook his head. Waters leaned forward.
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