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a Ned Buntline Special； it had been his grandfather's； and right then （I saw this with a further sinking in my gut） it was fully cocked。
〃Who the hell goes there at two…thirty in the goddam morning？〃 he asked。 I heard no fear at all in his voice。 And …for the time being； at least … his shakes had stopped。 The hand holding the gun was as steady as a stone。 〃Answer me； or … 〃 The barrel of the gun began to rise。
〃Stop it； Warden！〃 Brutal raised his hands； palms out； toward the man with the gun。 I have never heard his voice sound the way it did then； it was as if the shakes turned out of Moores's hands had somehow found their way into Brutus Howell's throat。 〃It's us！ It's Paul and me a
