If you don't believe me, try it.

At the same time, old tops, I would advise you that, though you don't know it, you are already covered by a repeating rifle, and further, that should you make a false move, the rifle is likely to go off." With that Hippy Wingate thrust his revolver into its holster.

"Your move.

What's the joke ?" he demanded, casting a quick glance at the log behind which the forest woman was hiding, and observing that her rifle barrel protruded over the log ever so little, though the woman herself was not visible.
The men did not lower their weapons, but the rider in advance rode right into the camp.
"You carrying guns?
I mean game guns--rifles ?" questioned the man in a tone of severity.
"Yes." "Shot anything ?" "Not yet, but I came near shooting two men just now," answered Hippy, scowling as savagely as he knew how.
"Let me see 'em!" "There's one of them.

Look at it! On that log yonder," he added, pointing to Joe Shafto's rifle.