He remained motionless for a long moment, his eyes pale and steady, his right hand like a claw.
That instant gave Duane a power to read in his enemy's eyes the thought that preceded action.

But Duane did not want to kill another man.
Still he would have to fight, and he decided to cripple Bosomer.

When Bosomer's hand moved Duane's gun was spouting fire.

Two shots only--both from Duane's gun--and the outlaw fell with his right arm shattered.
Bosomer cursed harshly and floundered in the dust, trying to reach the gun with his left hand.

His comrades, however, seeing that Duane would not kill unless forced, closed in upon Bosomer and prevented any further madness on his part..