I can feel it bind when I try to jerk out the gun fast.

Better give up the job, Pete.

I sure appreciate all the pains you've taken with me--but I'll never be a gunfighter." Pete Reeve shook his head with a sigh and then dropped into a chair, growing suddenly inert.
"No use," he groaned.

"All because you ain't got any confidence, Bull." He leaned forward in his sudden way.

"Know something?
I been keeping it back, but now I'll tell you the straight of it.