Lost Pueblo Author:Zane Gray "Move along, Randolph" ordered Ray, shoving his gun into Randolph's side. "Somebody throw a rope over that limb." Nobody Moved. — He snatched a lasso from Mohave and threw the noose end over the limb. "That's your necktie, Mr. Kidnapper." — "I'm pullin' the rope," Mohave said. — "No, it's my rope," Zoroaster said. "I'm the man who hangs him." — ... more »"I weel pull the rope," Diego broke in.
Janye was now almost certain of her ground, except for the silent Ray. "Gentlemen, let me decide who shall have the honor to crack Randolph's neck. Lay down your guns. Then blindfold me. I'll pick one of them. Whoever owns that gun gets to pull the rope!"« less