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Peakslow halted in the gap of the fence, his fury cooling before Lord Betterson's steady eyes and quiet threat.
Betterson went on, speaking deliberately, while his poised and ready barrels gave emphasis to his remarks,-
"You've talked a good deal of shooting, one time and another, friend Peakslow. I think it is about time to have done with th