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| Riders of the Purple Sage - Zane Grey |
Tull rode his horse forward. He stopped a few feet from the dark stranger. Then he bent down towards him and looked closely at his face.
'There are seven of us here". Tull said. "Who are you?'
The stranger moved fast. Suddenly black guns were in his hands. And they were pointing at Tull.
'Lassiter!' Venters cried.
Tull and his men knew that name. Everyone in Utah knew the name of Lassiter. White with fear, Tull and his men waited to die.
