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ARIZONA ROUNDUP 53 “Which Lily Owens probably has in her safe right now,” snarled a man’s voice from somewhere back in the crowd. Another man’s voice said quietly, “You're a liar,” and Pearson recognized it as belonging to Jed Haraway. It was followed by a blow, the thud of a falling body, and Biggers acted. He pushed through to where the freighter stood over the fallen man. “Here, herel” snapped Biggers. “Cut it, boys. This is no time for such business.” “Then let him keep his mouth shut about a woman, Hara- way replied. “Thet's right,” another man put in. “Leave the women out until we get this othcr business over with.” “At any rate, Biggers,” Pearson finished, “that’s the story. Two armed robberies and beatings, one murder for robbery, and one gun fight. I’m afraid you won't get a chance for revenge on Massey for what he won off you tonight. Tex Burnett, that fellow with the white hair who stayed on after you boys left, took care of that. He killed him.” | “The hell he did!” exclaimed Biggers. “Well, Pll be! I knew that man was dynamite. He knew his gambling too. I rate my- self pretty good—among the best when it comes to straight, scientific poker playing—but that gent and the two others were too good for me. I dropped seven thousand. Well, let’s get on inside and get this thing threshed out. I’m against mob law, but this is a raw, tough camp where we haven't any law. So if the scum has to be cleaned out of it, then let's get at it.” His entry into the huge dining room was a signal for the others to file in and take seats on the rough benches around the long tables. Pearson followed him up to the front of the room. Biggers got a chair, placed it in the right position, and stood up on it so all could see and hear. “Men—” he began, but never finished. The doors had crashed open again and Howard, the younger of the two night marshals, burst into the room. “Another onel” he shouted. “Tom Doolin shot down just a few minutes ago. We got the gun that did it!” comicbooks.com