Because I've met the real gun-fighters, an' there never was one of them yet who bragged or talked.
Now don't you go round blowin' any more.' "Then Steele deliberately stepped forward an' slapped Blome on one side of his face an' again on the other.
"'Keep out of my way after this or I'm liable to spoil some of your dandy looks.' "Blome got up an' walked straight out of the place.

I had my eyes on him, kept me from seein' Steele.

But on hearin' somethin', I don't know what, I turned back an' there Steele had got a long arm on Bo Snecker, who was tryin' to throw a gun.
"But he wasn't quick enough.

The gun banged in the air an' then it went spinnin' away, while Snecker dropped in a heap on the floor.

The table was overturned, an' March, the other rustler, who was on that side, got up, pullin' his gun.