At every turn Calamity groaned feebly.

Kilrain dropped beside his partner, taking the head between his hands.
"Calamity--pal," he said, "how'd you let a tenderfoot, a damned tenderfoot, do this ?" The other sighed: "I dunno.

I had him covered.

I should have sent him to hell.

But sure shootin' is better'n fast shootin'.