You will find your rifle and revolver right here where I am standing.

We don't want any such antiquated hardware.

Don't stop until you get to the other end of the gully, if you value your life.

Go!" The mountaineer started away at a brisk trot, never once looking behind him.
"Shoot! Make him dance," urged Emma Dean excitedly.
"No!" replied Grace incisively.

"We are not savages." "Why didn't you 'con-centrate' on him and save us all this bother ?" demanded Hippy.