Sexton hit him!
His big fist bulged tight around fifteen silver dollars - a lethal weight.
Irv Stalcup went down with the blow like a poleaxed steer. "That does it," thought Sexton, as he quietly dropped the coins in his pocket.
Suddenly the crowd gasped. Irv Stalcup was getting up!
Sexton watched in horror as Irv started to move forward. The man was built like a stud horse and twice as mean. "My God," choked Sexton. "Now he's coming to kill me!"
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