“No more than you crowded it agin’ them two poor boys as was hanged to-night.”
“And you saw me break into Deadshot Dean’s cabin?”
“I did.”
“And the other witness?”
“Was Dave Dunn.”
“I do not believe anybody here who has common sense will believe any such charge against me,” said the scout, while, with his elbows resting upon the table at which he sat, Pistols held his revolver, covering the heart of the scout.
“Yer don’t believe it?”
“No, I don’t.”
“Pards, does I tell the truth?”
In his excitement the miner turned his head, and in that instant his revolver was struck upward and knocked from his hands by Buffalo Bill, who now held him covered with his weapon.