ring-loop

Updated: May 21, 2025

I was determined not to fire until near and sure of hitting. We closed at full gallop. Our horses almost touched. I levelled and pulled trigger. The cap snapped upon my pistol! The lance-blade glittered in my eyes; its point was at my breast. Something struck me sharply in the face. It was the ring-loop of a lasso. I saw it settle over the shoulders of the Indian, falling to his elbows.

Mayne Reid - The Scalp Hunters