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He was watching Randall intently, and thinking hard. "Then you have been out of it for three months or so. That explains it. Now I don't mind telling you I came up here this evening to size you up. I heard about your row with Scar-face Charley, and I wanted to see whether you were just another fighting desperado or an honest man. Well, I'm satisfied.
I confess to a great liking for the Indian fashion of name-giving: every man known by that phrase which best expresses him to whoso names him. Thus he may be Mighty-Hunter, or Man-Afraid-of-a-Bear, according as he is called by friend or enemy, and Scar-Face to those who knew him by the eye's grasp only.
We were to arrest four men only, and he named them Morton, Scar-face Charley, who had recovered, a gambler named Catlin, and Jules, the proprietor of the Empire. "Crawford is back in town," said some one. "Make it five then," said Danny instantly. We had a long discussion over all this. Many other names were suggested.
Scar-face Charley shouldered his way through the loungers and reached the clear space immediately behind his unconscious victim. He stopped for an instant, squared his shoulders, and took one step forward. Johnny dropped his chips on the felt layout, contemplated his choice an instant and suddenly whirled on his heel in a lightning about-face.
"I'd pot him through the window with a shotgun first chance I got," stated the doctor; "that sort of a ruffian is just like a mad dog." "Of course you would, Doctor," said Randall with just the faintest suspicion of sarcasm in his voice. "Well, I guess we'll be toddling." But I wanted some information, and I meant to have it. "Who is this Scar-face Charley," I asked.
For example, Scar-Face and three companions just up from the border recently had been credited with twenty head of Mexican cattle which were now grazing on The Spider's border ranch, the Olla. Scar-Face had attempted to sell the cattle to the leader of a Mexican faction whose only assets at the time were ammunition and hope.
I gasped aloud, but had time for no more than that; Scar-face Charley's revolver was already on the leap. Then at last Johnny's derringer appeared, apparently as the result of a desperate effort. Almost with the motion, it barked, and the big man whirled to the floor, his pistol, already at half raise, clattering away. The whole episode from the beginning occupied the space of two eye-winks.
"And," exploded the doctor, "if you don't kill that fellow, by the Eternal, when you get a chance " "You'll give him a pill, Doctor," interrupted Randall, with a little chuckle. "But look here," he said to Johnny, "after all, this sort of a mess isn't required of you. You say the word and I'll take on this Scar-face Charley and run him out of town. He's a good deal of a pest."
Randall nodded in his usual diffident fashion, and slid into the oak shadow, where he squatted on his heels. "About this Scar-face Charley," he said abruptly, "I hear he's issued his defi, and you've taken him up. Do you know anything about this sort of thing?" "Not a bit," admitted Johnny frankly. "Is it a duel; and are you gentleman here to act as my seconds?"
Two of the men carried her to the couch and covered her with the folds of the serape which had slipped from her shoulders as she fell. "Say the word, Spider, and we'll ride 'em down!" It was "Scar-Face" who spoke, a man notorious even among his kind. The Spider, strangely quiet, shook his head. "They'll ride back here. They were after Young Pete.
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