"They had a rope for you, all right, and I never did see such an outfit," Mims chuckled. "Mad? They were really scratching dirt and butting heads. Fact is, they talked some about lynching me on general principles."
"What stopped 'em?"
"I had me an old ten-gauge shotgun in the cabin. After you taken off I just went back and loaded her up. Time or two I've noticed that a ten-gauge shotgun is quite a pacifier. Folks who get riled up and want to twist someone's tail sort of calm down when they see one."
(from Mustang Man, by Louis L'Amour)
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