He'd have made it, too, but the Toltecs wouldn't let him.

They jabbed at him with their spears and arrows and threw knives at him.

One of the knives struck him in the shoulder, and when I heard him scream I pulled my guns and began to shoot across the canyon.

I hadn't thought of it before; there are times when a man's brain refuses to work like he'd like to have it.

But the Toltecs didn't mind the shooting a little bit.
"Three or four of them got hit and backed away from the edge of the canyon, but there were enough others to do what they were trying to do, and they did it.