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Updated: May 21, 2025
"I stopped short, startled, and frightened almost out of my senses. I was unarmed, and had no place of refuge. It was plain that the man was determined to kill me. "Quickly recocking his pistol, Kaldhein raised it again. I involuntarily shrank back, expecting death; but before he could fire his arm suddenly dropped, and the pistol was discharged into the ground. Then began a strange scene.
"I got another, so you just subside a lot," commanded Alfred, recocking his six-shooter. The stranger lay staring at him in astonishment. "Thought you was busted on catridges!" he cried. "You-all may as well know," snapped Alfred, "that's long as I'm an officer of this yere district, I'm a sheriff first and an Injin-fighter afterward." "What the hell!" wondered the road-agent, still in a daze.
Recocking the revolver, Verkan Vall waited for an instant, then nodded in satisfaction. The beast's spine had been smashed, and its hind quarters, and even its intermediary fighting limbs had been paralyzed. He aimed carefully for a second shot and fired into the base of the thing's skull. It quivered and died.
"I've played my part, and if it means exit I'll go off the stage like a man, for I suppose the brutes will shoot me for what I've done." "Nonsense!" I cried, wildly now. "Jump on, and gallop." "No," he said, recocking his revolver. "Mount, my lad, and ride for your life." "I won't," I said. "You get up and go." "What!" he shouted, with his face lowering. "Mount, sir. I order you."
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