On the Trail of Geronimo — page 31: what you’re looking at

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ON THE TRAIL OF GERONIMO. 23 the shock, but hearing the command for the first time, his heart beat faster, and the hand which was grasping his revolver clutched the weapon more firmly. As was anticipated, Zach Emmons brought his horses to a standstill as promptly as if the order came from a military superior, and any one stand- ing at the side of the road could have seen that both hands were extended above his head. The case was somewhat different within the stage, for there everything was in shadow, and the sharpest vision could not have been certain that the command was obeyed. Nevertheless it was respected. “Put up your hands, and wait till they come out!” whispered Buck. Lieutenant Whitcomb did as directed, but he introduced a daring innovation on the custom by retaining his revolver in his right hand. Of course he sought to hold it so that it could not be seen, but the act was almost flying in the face of Providence. “That won’t do!” added Buck, “here they come!” two figures emerged from the gloom at the side cConnicloooks (C(O) mM