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The girl had given him courage, since her tiny offering still lay upon the bunk. Unconsciously he reached for it and twirled the silver-plated barrel. It was fully loaded with six cartridges.
"Two guns," he said. "I'll go!"
He moved not too quickly to the door and bent down. The lock was on the inside, held by four small screws. He tested the