“Speak to me about that!” laughed McGlory. “Miles was one surprised man, and don’t you forget it, pard. The skirmish was short, and I reckon it was the tray of chuck that did the work for the shuffer. He got the hot coffee full in his face, and when he fell back he dropped his revolver. I hit him once, just to give me time to pick up the gun, and then I made for the front door. If that had been locked----”