A quick riata man can beat a fellow with a pistol at fairly close quarters." "How ?" "Well, here is a pistol.

Put it in your pocket and draw it on me as I come toward you." The reporter did as he was directed.

He had not raised the weapon when the noose was around his hand and the pistol was jerked a dozen feet.
"Try again, and tighter," said Ohnimus.
The reporter did so.

The pistol was not jerked from his hand this time, but before he could snap it Ohnimus had thrown a coil around his neck and pulled his pistol hand up over his shoulder.

In another instant a second coil was around the reporter's body, and both arms were fastened firmly to his sides.