"
"Say, partner," drawled Jack, "I ain't drunk enough of the hot stuff
to make me fall for the line you've been handing out."
He turned to Morgan.
"Mike, here, has been tryin' to make me believe that he knew a feller
who could drill a dollar at twenty yards every time it was tossed up."
The crowd laughed, Morgan loudest of all.
"Did you anyways have Whistlin' Dan in mind?" he asked.
"No, I didn't," said Mike, "an' I didn't say this here man I was
talkin' about could drill them every time. But he could do it two
times out of four."
"Mike," said Morgan, and he softened his disbelief with his smile and
the good-natured clap on the shoulder, "you sure must of been drinkin'
when you seen him do it. I allow Whistlin' Dan could do that an' more,
but he ain't human with a gun."
"How d'you know?" asked Jack, "I ain't ever seen him packin' a
six-gun."
"Sure you ain't," answered Morgan, "but I have, an' I seen him use it,
too. It was jest sort of by chance I saw it."
"Well," argued Mike anxiously, "then you allow it's possible if
Whistlin' Dan can do it. An' I say I seen a chap who could turn the
trick."
"An' who in hell is this Whistlin' Dan?" asked Jim Silent.
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