Certainly, if he had had a difference with this fellow, thought Bull, Pete Reeve was the man to let the other use his own weapons before he fought.

But to shoot him down across a table, unwarned--this was too much to believe! And yet it was the truth, and Pete Reeve was to hang for it.
The big man sat shaking his head.

"And they found the money on Pete Reeve ?" he asked gloomily.

"They found the money he took off this Armstrong ?" "There's the funny part of the yarn," said the proprietor glibly.
"Pete had the nerve to shoot the gent down in cold blood, but when he seen him fall he lost his nerve.

He didn't wait to grab the money, but ran out and jumped on his hoss and tried to get away.