It's happened before." Someone outside fired a shot in at Bud, clipping his hatband in front.
At the sound of the shot the whiskered one snatched his gun out, and the cashier shot him.

Bud had sent a shot through the outside window and hit somebody--whom, he did not know, for he had no time to look.

The young fellow at the desk had whirled, and was pointing a gun shakily, first at he cashier and then at Bud.

Bud fired and knocked he gun out of his hand, then stepped over the man he suspected was Lew and caught the young fellow by the wrist.
"You're Ed Collier--by your eyes and your mouth," Bud said in a rapid undertone.

"I'm going to get you out of this, if you'll do what I say.
Will you ?" "He got me in here, honest," the young fellow quaked.