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Travennes' Discomfiture.
When Mr.Travennes looked over the corral fence he was much chagrined to see a man and a Colt both paying strict attention to his nose.
"Mornin', Duke," said the man with the gun.

"Lose anything ?" Mr.Travennes looked back at his friends and saw Mr.Connors sitting on a rock holding two guns.

Mr.Travennes' right and left wings were the targets and they pitted their frowns against Mr.Connors' smile.
"Not that I knows of," replied Mr.Travennes, shifting his feet uneasily.
"Find anything ?" Came from Mr.Cassidy as he sidled out of the gate.
"Nope," replied the captain of the Terrors, eying the Colt.

"Are yu in the habit of payin' early mornin' calls to this here corral ?" persisted Mr.Cassidy, playing with the gun.
"Ya-as.