The man in the dark suit turned on them. "You two stay in town until we decide what to do about this, you hear?"
LaBarge got to his feet. "Listen to me, mister. You said before this wasn't your fight, so don't make it yours. Those men were trailing us to rob us, and if any of you want to keep us here, you just stand out in the street. In ten minutes we'll be riding out with our rifles across our saddlebows."
He paused, letting it sink in. "And mister, if you feel lucky, you just try stopping us."
(from Sitka, by Louis L'Amour)
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