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Updated: May 16, 2025
She musta seen through my yarnin' about them mad coyotes. She's pretty cute, coming to the door with her six-gun just like a real one! And never letting on to me that she had it right handy. I must be getting off my feed or something, the way I take things wrong. Now her being up late I'm just going to mention how far off I saw her light burning and how late it was.
Lad, even a kid like you could be a killer with that six-gun. What will you lay ag'in' it?" And his red-stained eyes glanced covetously at the yellow heap of Pierre's money. "How much?" said Pierre eagerly. "Is there enough on the table to buy the gun?" "Buy?" said the other fiercely. "There ain't enough coin west of the Rockies to buy that gun. D'you think I'm yaller hound enough to sell my six?
She fed me, nursed me, and waited on me. We divided a one-room twelve-by-sixteen cabin. Understand, we were four days alone together before her dad came back, and all the time the sky was lettin' down a terrible lot of water. When her father showed up he grinned and said, 'Lucky for you Myrtle heard that six-gun of yore's pop! He never thought one evil thing about either of us.
"All right," said Haines quietly, "you and I will investigate." They started through the willows. Rhinehart was cursing beneath his breath. "Don't be too fast with your six-gun," warned Haines. "I'd rather be too early than too late." "Maybe it isn't a marshal. If a man were looking for us he'd be a fool to come smashing along like that." He had scarcely spoken when Kate came into view.
Since he was unarmed, it was essential that Clanton should get into touch with his associates of the chaparral at once. Until he had a six-gun strapped to his side and a carbine under his leg he would not feel comfortable. All night he traveled, winding in and out of cañons, crossing divides, and dipping down into little mountain parks.
Roth gazed at the boy, wondering if he would say anything about the six-gun. He liked Pete and yet he felt a little disappointed that Pete should have taken him altogether for granted. "Montoya was in yesterday," said Roth. "Uh-huh? Said he was comin' over here. He's back in camp. Me and Andy was lookin' for a Chola that wants to sell a hoss." "Mighty poor lot of cayuses round here, Pete.
Possibly Pete never would have left the storekeeper or at least not immediately had not that good man, always willing to cater to Pete's curiosity as to guns and gunmen, told him that old Montoya, while a Mexican, was a dangerous man with a six-gun; that he was seldom molested by the cattlemen, who knew him to be absolutely without fear and a dead shot. "Huh! That old herder ain't no gun-fighter!"
Topham laughed. "We don’t forget what is due a customer, Johnny." He went to the desk, scribbled a line on a piece of paper, and held it out to Drew. "This should meet all contingencies, such as some patron out there getting downright ornery and putting a couple of extra buttonholes in my vest by the six-gun slug method."
You'd like that fine, you double-crossin' sidewinder. I'll come with a six-gun. That's how I'll come. An' soon. I'll give you two days to come through. Two days. If you don't hell sure enough will cough." Whatever else could be said about Cunningham he was no coward. He met the raving man eye to eye. "I don't scare worth a cent, Hull. Get out. Pronto.
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