He was well mounted, as was his companion; and had pistols in his holsters, and a hanger at his girdle. In a tall glass the rind of a Syrian orange was arranged in spiral form. Conscience drove him to this side of the world, to this bed. They showered together. "Shotbolt! by—" cried Austin, as the captive was dragged forth. And, now, to find a messenger.
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