Now he came forward, staying clear of the line of fire that St. James had drawn between pistol and man. “We'll need a rope, Tyler,” St. James said as Tyler pulled back the man's coat and found another weapon still tucked out of sight, which he himself pocketed into his own waistband to join the gun already there. “T'boy's got one about his pants,” Tyler reminded him, and St. James grinned at the thought of Steven doing without his belt and his pants perhaps falling. Tyler glanced down the mew, must have seen Steven regarding all of this activity from the corner as before, for he motioned with his hand for him to come. Steven, with good common sense, led the team and the curricle, and as Tyler had tied his mount to the back of it, this horse followed also. “T'ain't you gonna ask me anythin'?” the man held at gunpoint complained. “T'is no law 'gainst lookin' down a street!” But no one answered. Tyler strode forward and procured the rope from Steven. St. James said, “You may have a seat there on the ground and put your hands out before you, together.
What do You think about In The Brief Eternal Silence?
