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"
What
sort
of
gun
?
"
"
A
pistol
.
"
We
went
in
and
I
unbuttoned
my
belt
and
laid
it
with
the
emply
holster
on
the
counter
.
Two
women
were
behind
the
counter
.
The
women
brought
out
several
pistols
.
"
It
must
fit
this
,
"
I
said
,
opening
the
holster
.
It
was
a
gray
leather
holster
and
I
had
bought
it
second
-
hand
to
wear
in
the
town
.
"
Have
they
good
pistols
?
"
Catherine
asked
.
"
They
’
re
all
about
the
same
.
Can
I
try
this
one
?
"
I
asked
the
woman
.
"
I
have
no
place
now
to
shoot
,
"
she
said
.
"
But
it
is
very
good
.
You
will
not
make
a
mistake
with
it
.
"
I
snapped
it
and
pulled
back
the
action
.
The
spring
was
rather
strong
but
it
worked
smoothly
.
I
sighted
it
and
snapped
it
again
.
"
It
is
used
,
"
the
woman
said
.
"
It
belonged
to
an
officer
who
was
an
excellent
shot
.
"
"
Did
you
sell
it
to
him
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
