“Will you?”
Huston produced his revolver.
“Take care of yourself,” he said. “I’ve got you covered; back or you are a dead man.”
Mole came to the rescue.
He too flourished a revolver, which he presented at Hunston’s head.
“No, you don’t!” he cried. “I’m an old man, but I can hit a mark.”
Hunston hesitated.
“What you do to him, I will do to you,” continued Mole.
“Shoot if you dare.”
The odds were against Hunston.