Next morning Dick sent word to Payne, who arrived at the dam soon afterwards and did his work satisfactorily. On the evening of the first pay-day he went to Santa Brigida, but Dick, who watched him in the morning, noted somewhat to his surprise, that he showed no signs of dissipation. When work stopped at noon he heard a few pistol shots, but was told on inquiring that it was only one or two of the men shooting at a mark. A few days afterwards he found it necessary to visit Santa Brigida. Since Bethune confined his talents to constructional problems and languidly protested that he had no aptitude for commerce, much of the company’s minor business gradually fell into Dick’s hands. As a rule, he went to the town in the evening, after he had finished at the dam. While a hand-car was being got ready to take him down the line, Payne came up to the veranda, where Dick sat with Jake.
“You’re going down town, Mr. Brandon,” he said. “Have you got a gun?”
“I have not,” said Dick.
Payne pulled out an automatic pistol. “Then you’d better take mine. I bought her, second-hand, with my first pay, but she’s pretty good. I reckon you can shoot?”
“A little,” said Dick, who had practised with the British army revolver. “Still I don’t carry a pistol.”
“You ought,” Payne answered meaningly, and walking to the other end of the veranda stuck a scrap of white paper on a post. “Say, suppose you try her? I want to see you put a pill through that.”
Dick was surprised by the fellow’s persistence, but there is a fascination in shooting at a target, and when Jake urged him he took the pistol. Steadying it with stiffened wrist and forearm, he fired but hit the post a foot below the paper.
“You haven’t allowed for the pull-off, and you’re slow,” Payne remarked. “You want to sight high, with a squeeze on the trigger, and then catch her on the drop.”
He took the pistol and fixed his eyes on the paper before he moved. Then his arm went up suddenly and the glistening barrel pointed above the mark. There was a flash as his wrist dropped and a black spot appeared near the middle of the paper.
“Use her like that! You’d want a mighty steady hand to hold her dead on the mark while you pull off.”