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“
Get
back
,
I
tell
you
.
Don
’
t
you
see
he
’
s
got
a
gun
?
Haven
’
t
I
enough
on
my
hands
without
you
?
”
He
loosed
her
clasp
and
his
eyes
once
more
on
Delaney
,
moved
diagonally
backwards
toward
the
side
of
the
barn
,
pushing
Hilma
from
him
.
In
the
end
he
thrust
her
away
so
sharply
that
she
gave
back
with
a
long
stagger
;
somebody
caught
her
arm
and
drew
her
in
,
leaving
Annixter
alone
once
more
in
the
middle
of
the
floor
,
his
hands
in
his
coat
pockets
,
watchful
,
alert
,
facing
his
enemy
.
But
the
cow
-
puncher
was
not
ready
to
come
to
grapples
yet
.
Fearless
,
his
wits
gambolling
under
the
lash
of
the
alcohol
,
he
wished
to
make
the
most
of
the
occasion
,
maintaining
the
suspense
,
playing
for
the
gallery
.
By
touches
of
the
hand
and
knee
he
kept
the
buckskin
in
continual
,
nervous
movement
,
her
hoofs
clattering
,
snorting
,
tossing
her
head
,
while
he
,
himself
,
addressing
himself
to
Annixter
,
poured
out
a
torrent
of
invective
.
“
Well
,
strike
me
blind
if
it
ain
’
t
old
Buck
Annixter
!
He
was
going
to
show
me
off
Quien
Sabe
at
the
toe
of
his
boot
,
was
he
?
Well
,
here
’
s
your
chance
,
—
with
the
ladies
to
see
you
do
it
.
Gives
a
dance
,
does
he
,
high
-
falutin
’
hoe
-
down
in
his
barn
and
forgets
to
invite
his
old
broncho
-
bustin
’
friend
.
But
his
friend
don
’
t
forget
him
;
no
,
he
don
’
t
.
He
remembers
little
things
,
does
his
broncho
-
bustin
’
friend
.
Likes
to
see
a
dance
hisself
on
occasion
,
his
friend
does
.
Comes
anyhow
,
trustin
’
his
welcome
will
be
hearty
;
just
to
see
old
Buck
Annixter
dance
,
just
to
show
Buck
Annixter
’
s
friends
how
Buck
can
dance
—
dance
all
by
hisself
,
a
little
hen
-
on
-
a
-
hot
-
plate
dance
when
his
broncho
-
bustin
’
friend
asks
him
so
polite
.
A
little
dance
for
the
ladies
,
Buck
.
This
feature
of
the
entertainment
is
alone
worth
the
price
of
admission
.
Tune
up
,
Buck
.
Attention
now
!
I
’
ll
give
you
the
key
.
”
He
“
fanned
”
his
revolver
,
spinning
it
about
his
index
finger
by
the
trigger
-
guard
with
incredible
swiftness
,
the
twirling
weapon
a
mere
blur
of
blue
steel
in
his
hand
.
Suddenly
and
without
any
apparent
cessation
of
the
movement
,
he
fired
,
and
a
little
splinter
of
wood
flipped
into
the
air
at
Annixter
’
s
feet
.
“
Time
!
”
he
shouted
,
while
the
buckskin
reared
to
the
report
.
“
Hold
on
—
wait
a
minute
.
This
place
is
too
light
to
suit
.
That
big
light
yonder
is
in
my
eyes
.
Look
out
,
I
’
m
going
to
throw
lead
.
”
A
second
shot
put
out
the
lamp
over
the
musicians
’
stand
.
The
assembled
guests
shrieked
,
a
frantic
,
shrinking
quiver
ran
through
the
crowd
like
the
huddling
of
frightened
rabbits
in
their
pen
.
Annixter
hardly
moved
.
He
stood
some
thirty
paces
from
the
buster
,
his
hands
still
in
his
coat
pockets
,
his
eyes
glistening
,
watchful
.
Excitable
and
turbulent
in
trifling
matters
,
when
actual
bodily
danger
threatened
he
was
of
an
abnormal
quiet
.
“
I
’
m
watching
you
,
”
cried
the
other
.
“
Don
’
t
make
any
mistake
about
that
.
Keep
your
hands
in
your
COAT
pockets
,
if
you
’
d
like
to
live
a
little
longer
,
understand
?
And
don
’
t
let
me
see
you
make
a
move
toward
your
hip
or
your
friends
will
be
asked
to
identify
you
at
the
morgue
to
-
morrow
morning
.
When
I
’
m
bad
,
I
’
m
called
the
Undertaker
’
s
Friend
,
so
I
am
,
and
I
’
m
that
bad
to
-
night
that
I
’
m
scared
of
myself
.
They
’
ll
have
to
revise
the
census
returns
before
I
’
m
done
with
this
place
.
Come
on
,
now
,
I
’
m
getting
tired
waiting
.
I
come
to
see
a
dance
.
”
