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"
I
see
you
both
carry
Colt
's
six-shooter
Number
2
,
"
said
the
major
,
scanning
the
pistols
held
in
hand
.
"
So
far
all
right
!
you
're
armed
exactly
alike
.
"
"
Have
they
any
other
weapons
?
"
inquired
young
Hancock
,
suspecting
that
under
the
cover
of
his
coat
the
ex-captain
had
a
knife
.
"
I
have
none
,
"
answered
the
mustanger
,
with
a
frankness
that
left
no
doubt
as
to
his
speaking
the
truth
.
All
eyes
were
turned
upon
Calhoun
,
who
appeared
to
hesitate
about
making
a
reply
.
He
saw
he
must
declare
himself
.
"
Of
course
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
have
my
toothpick
as
well
.
You
do
n't
want
me
to
give
up
that
?
A
man
ought
to
be
allowed
to
use
whatever
weapon
he
has
got
.
"
"
But
,
Captain
Calhoun
,
"
pursued
Hancock
,
"
your
adversary
has
no
knife
.
If
you
are
not
afraid
to
meet
him
on
equal
terms
you
should
surrender
yours
.
"
"
Certainly
he
should
!
"
cried
several
of
the
bystanders
.
"
He
must
!
he
must
!
"
"
Come
,
Mr
Calhoun
!
"
said
the
major
,
in
a
soothing
tone
.
"
Six
shots
ought
to
satisfy
any
reasonable
man
;
without
having
recourse
to
the
steel
.
Before
you
finish
firing
,
one
or
the
other
of
you
--
"
"
Damn
the
knife
!
"
interrupted
Calhoun
,
unbuttoning
his
coat
.
Then
drawing
forth
the
proscribed
weapon
,
and
flinging
it
to
the
farthest
corner
of
the
saloon
,
he
added
,
in
a
tone
of
bravado
,
intended
to
encowardice
his
adversary
.
"
I
sha
'n'
t
want
it
for
such
a
spangled
jay-bird
as
that
.
I
'll
fetch
him
out
of
his
boots
at
the
first
shot
.
"
