"But, Lassiter, listen.

Out of the wreck I saved a Winchester, two Colts, and plenty of shells.

I packed these down into Deception Pass.

There, almost every day for six months, I have practiced with my rifle till the barrel burnt my hands.

Practised the draw--the firing of a Colt, hour after hour!" "Now that's interestin' to me," said Lassiter, with a quick uplift of his head and a concentration of his gray gaze on Venters.