Perhaps, catching a glimpse of my campaign hat, he thought it was you and shot at me.

I let go at him, and we had it out.

His second shot hit me and my third hit him.

How badly I don't know, but he plainly had enough and got away without even picking up his rifle.

It is out there yet, unless he returned for it." "Did you follow him ?" asked Nora.
"A few yards only, then I got dizzy and had to sit down for a few moments.