Then he brought his piece to his shoulder.
Bang!
He could hear the bullet strike with a thud.
Had there been light Hal could have scored a hit, but all shooting in the dark is mainly guesswork.
Crack! crack! The fugitive's pistol was also in action.
One of the bullets carried the young soldier's sombrero from his head, but he was barely aware of the fact. Yet, had that bullet been aimed two inches lower, it would have found a resting place in his brain.
Bang!
Hal fired his second shot with deliberation.
"Stop that!" wailed the other, with a new note of fear in his voice.