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That he could stand as well as another. What shook his nerve was the fear of anticipation, the dread of an impending disaster which his imagination magnified. "You'd better hurry," he urged two or three times. "Some one might come any minute." Dave looked at him, a little surprised. "What's the urge, son? We've got two six-guns with us if anybody gets too neighborly."
They were both sandy-complexioned and they both chewed tobacco quite noticeably, and when they sat down in their shirt sleeves to eat, Lorraine had seen irregular humps in their hip pockets which must be six-guns; though why they should carry them in their pockets instead of in holster belts buckled properly around their bodies and sagging savagely down at one side and swinging ferociously when they walked, Lorraine could not imagine.
The driver and guard, teeth bared in grins of fury, raised their six-guns and prepared to sell their lives as dearly as possible. The passengers inside began firing desperately. The renegade Indians rushed. They nearly gained the wrecked stage, but not quite. Before the straight shooting of the trapped whites, they fell back to cover again. They did not believe in taking unnecessary chances.
The rider, still whistling his Texas tune, swung in the concha-decorated California stock saddle as if he were a part of his horse. He was a lithe young figure, dressed in fringed buckskin, touched here and there with the gay colors of the Southwest and of Mexico. Two six-guns, wooden-handled, were suspended from a cartridge belt of carved leather, and hung low on each hip.
Some of the men carried Winchesters, but for the most part they were armed with six-guns. Now that they were actually on the way, the men seemed eager for the battle. Perhaps Kid Wolf's cool and determined leadership had something to do with it. Young Robbins reached over and clasped the Texan's hand. "I'll never forget this, Mr. Kid Wolf," he said, tears in his eyes. "If it wasn't for you "
"Where's yore credentials?" he snapped, after a brief pause. Kid Wolf merely smiled and tapped the butts of his six-guns. "Heah, sah," he murmured. "I'm askin' yo'." Major Stover looked angry. "Yes," he said sharply, "I did at one time make such an offer. However, I have reconsidered. My price is now three thousand dollars." "May I ask," spoke The Kid softly, "why yo' have reduced yo' offah?"
"With all the trimmings," said Bud Mansie, "with all Morgantown joinin' the mournin' voluntarily under cover of our six-guns." "Wait," said Boone. "What's the second request?" "That can wait." "It's a bigger job than this one?" "Lots bigger." "And in the meantime?" "I'm your man." They shook hands.
Some of them cheered, and all prepared to obey the young Texan's orders. Every one was soon busy loading and examining six-guns. Garvey was the one exception. He was infuriated, and his malignant eyes gleamed with hate. Kid Wolf had made an enemy. He was, however, accustomed to that. Smiling ironically, he faced Garvey, who was quivering all over with helpless rage.
"With all the trimmings," said Bud Mansie, "with all Morgantown joinin' the mournin' voluntarily under cover of our six-guns." "Wait," said Boone. "What's the second request?" "That can wait." "It's a bigger job than this one?" "Lots bigger." "And in the mean time?" "I'm your man." They shook hands.
The intervening men jumped back, but the deep voice of Silent rang out like a pistol shot: "Don't move for your six-guns, or you'll be playin' agin me!" Haines transferred his glare to Silent, but his hand dropped from his gun. Daniels laughed. "I ain't no mile post with a hand pointin' to trouble," he said gently. "All I say is that the girl needs excitement.
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