I had no intention of making any kind of a move—not with an unloaded revolver in my lap and a similarly unloaded Winchester leaning against the wall next to me. Of course, these men didn't know both weapons were unloaded; and a few seconds later, Ike looked away toward the bar at his compatriots.

"I ain't seen you fellers in Tombstone before," said another man, who had walked over to our table. "Where you from?"

"New Mexico," Charley said. "My name's Higgins, and this here is Willi...

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