I'm goin' to gas to you--I'm goin' to tell you what I think of you for ropin' me an' draggin' me back to Willets, to show to the damned yaps on the station platform.

An' after that I'm goin' to hog-tie you an'-- Ah!" Antrim's exclamation was a mere gasp.

It escaped his lips as Lawler jumped backward, landing outside the door, overbalanced, trying to stand upright while he snapped a shot at Antrim.
Antrim, however, had reached for his gun.

It came out before Lawler could steady himself, and Lawler saw it.

Lawler saw the weapon belch smoke and fire as it cleared Antrim's hip; he felt a shock as the bullet struck him; felt still another sear his flesh near the arm as he let his own pistol off.