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Deadwood Dick Jr. Branded; or, Red Rover at Powder Pocket.

Chapter 7 THE SECRET SHOT.

Word Count: 1269    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

smiled too, in

was his intention to shoot Captain Joaqu

ing moment f

e Red Rover it was a last desperate chance, like one in a

s a coward need

nty paces, walking with his back

f a man who would thus give him a chance for his l

own life by so doing. He was making it an even toss between right

in stopped an

ady?" he co

ent," sa

t is

you, nor do I mean to allow you to tak

is r

re by, and it must be one th

you there. Wha

or us, that would do, but seeing that we

y n

have just the shade of an

ld not t

, the other fell

t under

he same moment, while it would take a fract

ething in th

n, in unison, keeping perfect time, hands straight d

nd any faul

can make it. Are yo

and

ace yourself

he ground, and with a revolver in each

ent had so far progressed that it seemed useless for him t

as one voice. Remember, neither is to lift an arm until ten is heard; then you may s

ready; l

by the time four was spoken they were in time and unison, and

ac

rifle rang out u

artly raised his right hand,

, and hesitated only a moment before he sprang to

ot want a dose of

nd a young woman made her appearance from

rt skirt and a sombrero, her feet incased in stout

Captain Joaquin

san

see, m

you done? Why d

hy, but to save the

no right to any advantage; he was

But, who was he? Some hateful sheriff, I suppose, who

Deadwood D

ave

oman starte

spect that it w

, I would have missed hi

er it now. A kiss, my pet, and then I will show

the man's embrace, and their lips met. He caressed her fo

ke the chances, eh?"

d he looked, and imagining you falling forw

Susana. If he had killed me, it would have been a fair game, and I

g woman

f I can prevent," she said. "Come

see if you ki

d he will never move agai

gentlemen of my calling all his life. Your name will be

aquin will

rop of blood,

where Deadwood Dick l

slight groan, and the young wom

o fatal, after all,"

the young woman. "I aim

ere, you made a neat little crease just over

vens

y n

u are out of danger; besides, he

n drew a pisto

n, catching his arm. "Yo

Rover, grimly. "Better now, while he is un

me that it was a fair fight, that he was giving you

ly. He recalled the chance that Deadwood Dick had given him for his life, and w

Deadwood Dick

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