"You'll walk before me to a Justice of the Peace, and explain your doings this night." I had never threatened a man with a deadly weapon before, and I was to learn a most unforgettable lesson.

A hand shot out, caught my wrist, and forced it upwards in a grip of steel.

And when I would have used my right fist in his face another hand seized that, and my arms were padlocked.
Cool, ironical eyes looked into mine.
"You're very free with your little gun, my lad.

Let me give you a word in season.

Never hold a pistol to a man unless you mean to shoot.