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тАШUse me for cover? I donтАЩt understand.тАЩ

тАШI think the police probably followed me here. TheyтАЩll have the place surrounded. Probably.тАЩ

Soap let out a plaintive groan. Omally slipped over to the front window and took a peep out. тАШHeтАЩs
right,тАЩ he said, тАШthereтАЩs police cars everywhere and a couple of marksmen on top of the nearest flat
block. I think it might be better if you just went out with your hands up, Dave.тАЩ

тАШNo way,тАЩ said Small Dave. тАШTheyтАЩre not taking me alive. Top of the world, ma.тАЩ And with that he drew
from his trouser pocketтАФ

тАФa pistol.

Now, it had been a quiet Tuesday lunchtime in the Swan. Very quiet. There had just been the three of
them. And Neville, of course. Neville the part-time barman. But Neville hadnтАЩt been listening to the
con-versation. He had been quietly polishing glasses up at the public bar end of the counter.

Quiet, thatтАЩs how it had been.

But with the arrival of that pistol...

It gotvery quiet indeed.

Dead hushed. Like.

тАШDave,тАЩ said John, when he had done with quietness. тАШDave, where did you get that gun?тАЩ

тАШI dug it up,тАЩ said Small Dave. тАШFrom under your hut. ItтАЩs your gun.тАЩ

тАШDave, itтАЩs not my gun.тАЩ

тАШLike they werenтАЩt your nudie books?тАЩ

тАШAll right. They might have been my nudie books. But that isnтАЩtmy gun.тАЩ

тАШSo whose gun is it?тАЩ

тАШIt was my grand-daddyтАЩs gun. Michael Collins gave him that gun.тАЩ

тАШItтАЩs mine now,тАЩ said Small Dave. тАШAnd IтАЩm not afraid to use it.тАЩ

тАШBe afraid,тАЩ said John. тАШBe very afraid.тАЩ
тАШOh yes, and why?тАЩ

тАШBecause it doesnтАЩt have a firing pin.тАЩ

тАШYeah, well they wonтАЩt know that, will they?тАЩ

тАШNo,тАЩ said John. тАШWhich is why they will shoot you dead.тАЩ