Two of these the judge decorated with his candles, next he measured off fifteen paces, strides as liberal as he could make them without sacrifice to his dignity; he scored a deep line in the dust with the heel of his boot, toed it squarely, and drew himself up to his fullest height.

His right hand was seen to disappear under the frayed tails of his coat, it reappeared and was raised with a movement quicker than the eye could follow and a pistol shot rang out.

One of the candles was neatly snuffed.
The judge allowed himself a covert glance in the direction of the loungers before the tavern.

He was aware that a larger audience was assembling.

A slight smile relaxed the firm set of his lips.