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"You only used five ca'tridges in that little game, my friend,"
said Brandt.
"Nonsense! I fired so quick you couldn't count 'em."
"Now see here, Bute," resumed Brandt, in an aggrieved tone,
"you've got to play fair with me. I've cut my eye-teeth since you
used to fleece me, and I'll swear you fired only five shots. Let's
load and try again."
"What the use of sich ---- nonsense? You'll swar that you fired the
quickest; and of course I'll swar the same, and there's nobody
here ter jedge. What's more, Ralph Brandt, I wants you and every
man ter know that I always keeps a shot in reserve, and that I
never misses. So let's load and jog on, and stop foolin'."
"That scheme has failed," thought Brandt, as he replaced the
shells with cartridges.
His purpose was to find a moment when his companion was completely
in his power, and it came sooner than he expected. When they drew
near the brook, it was evident that Bute's pony was thirsty, for
it suddenly darted forward and thrust its nose into the water.
Therefore, for an instant, Bute was in advance with his back
toward the detective.


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