. Outing. , butfrom somewhere about Balls shirt frontthere was a flash of metal and, instan-taneously, of fire. A cigarette—unrolled—fell to the table. And then Devenysighed, placed both hands to his chest,and pitched forward upon the table,slipping presently to the floor. Ball, his back to the wall, a pistol ineither hand, covered the other men ofthe outfit. 11 Up with your hands! he com-manded sharply; and dont you move—none of you! His eyes sought out theSixteenth Man. You saw him try to pull? he ques-tioned coldly. The Sixteenth Man took a step for-ward—white-faced. I reckon we alldid, he
. Outing. , butfrom somewhere about Balls shirt frontthere was a flash of metal and, instan-taneously, of fire. A cigarette—unrolled—fell to the table. And then Devenysighed, placed both hands to his chest,and pitched forward upon the table,slipping presently to the floor. Ball, his back to the wall, a pistol ineither hand, covered the other men ofthe outfit. 11 Up with your hands! he com-manded sharply; and dont you move—none of you! His eyes sought out theSixteenth Man. You saw him try to pull? he ques-tioned coldly. The Sixteenth Man took a step for-ward—white-faced. I reckon we alldid, he said. And then admiringly, But you was plum quick! It was a square deal, said Tucker. I reckon Deveny wouldnt have beenso reckless in trying to draw his gun ifhed knowed who you was. Ball smiled curiously at Tucker. I reckon you dont know either, hesaid quietly. His eyes swept the faces ofthe men. My name is Malone, he said. Ihad a brother out here two years ago,and Deveny made him ride
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