But you haven't.

I've got one ace that'll take all your trumps.

Suppose I call once what'll happen to you, pal ?" "You don't dare call," he said.
"Don't dare me," said the girl angrily.

"I hate a dare worse than anything in the world, almost." For a moment her green-blue eyes were pools of light flashing angrily at him.
Into the hand of Ronicky Doone, with that magic speed and grace for which his fame was growing so great in the mountain desert, came the long, glimmering body of the revolver, and, holding it at the hip, he threatened her.
She shrank back at that, gasping.

For there was an utter surety about this man's handling of the weapon.