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The Lonely Breed
註釋"I know you," he said. "I saw you in Mexia when you shot those two cowboys you claimed were dealing off the bottom of the deck. Man was you fast with your forty-four. The only problem is one of those cowboys was my friend." "You have me mistaken with someone else," I replied, without looking at the man. "Like hell I do. I've been thinking about you ever since I saw you draw. Man, you're fast. But, you're not as fast as me." "Look stranger. I don't know what it is you want? But I am not your man. As you can see I am not even armed.' I pulled my poncho open so he could see. "Well. All I can say about that is you better get armed. "Cause I'm fixin' to show you what fast is.' The young man turned to the crowd. "Hey," He exclaimed, getting everyone's attention. "Do you people not know who you're drinkin' with? You have a celebrity here in your midst. This here fellow, "and he pointed at me, "Why he Is Cal English, 'The Death Dealer'."