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The stranger’s hand closed over the butt of his revolver and half drew the weapon from its holster. It drew no further, for the fellow suddenly found himself facing Sam’s weapon, which had been drawn with a speed that must have been a revelation to him, because his face reflected amazement, as well as rage.

“If ye must shoot that gun off, take my advice an’ come ’round in the daytime when ye can see better, an’ we’ll fit it out man to man. But git! This ain’t no company fer a feller like you who can’t talk without a gun in his hand. Be ye goin’?”

“Yes, but I’ll come back and you’ll be the one to git,” the fellow flung at him, turning abruptly on his heel.

“Hol’ on a minute thar!” commanded the guide. “Don’t try to start nothin’ at all heah. These friends of mine an’ these fine young women has seen yer kind before an’ they’d as lief shoot as not. Go back to Hornby, if he sent ye, an’ tell him to come out hisself if he is so tarnation ’fraid we’ll spile this grass. Jest a word more. We’ll watch ye an’ if ye try any tricks we’ll shoot. That’s all I’ve got to say to ye.”