Booster stopped. "Now, ma'am, you be careful. That thing might be loaded."
"It is," she replied quietly, "and my husband tells me this will be very destructive at this range. I will hope I do not have to find out. I do not like the sight of blood, gentlemen."
Booster stared at her. He was angry but he was also scared. Would she shoot? She sounded very cool, and although she might be too frightened to shoot, he was not at all sure he wanted to make the test. A shotgun, at that range, could rip a man in two.
(from The Quick and the Dead, by Louis L'Amour)
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