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Usage examples of revolver.

His arm moved quickly, and I was peering down at his service revolver, just about level with my appendectomy scar.

Madam reached the bottom, the batwing doors opened and two men stepped in, two men with drawn revolvers in their hands.

In that moment, Heinz Berner had seized the revolver and sprang to his feet, covering the guard.

Brownings and 9mm Lahtis, Polish Radoms, Italian Berretta autos, and Glisenti revolvers, a few dozen Russian Nagant revolvers in poor shape, three different configurations of Spanish Astra pistols, some practically new 7.

I saw that, dangerous as action might be, we must act or be lost, so as the first man came bounding along -- and a great tall fellow he was -- I sent a heavy revolver ball through him, and down he fell at the mouth of the shaft, and slid, shrieking frantically, into the fiery gulf that had been prepared for us.

I had expected a bitter fight from him after the wild tales the natives have been telling of his ferocity, but it was soon evident that he is an arrant coward, for I did not even have to fire my revolver-- a few thumps with the butt of it upon his brainless skull sent him howling into the jungle with his pack at his heels.

Next to the revolver, a single bullet shone brassily in feeble desk light.

He had instructed Brewster in the use of the matched revolvers, giving him a short lecture on gun safety, proper sight alignment, trigger control, and so forth, and Brewster had turned in a game, if not quite adequate performance.

With a quick move, Bronden snatched up a revolver that a Golden Mask had dropped.

Birchill to abandon the contemplated burglary, Birchill obstinately decided to carry out the crime, and left the flat with a revolver in his hand, threatening to murder Sir Horace if he found him, because of his harsh treatmentas he termed itof the girl Fanning.

The magnate and the investigator were seated in chairs under cover of revolvers held by Joe and Harry.

Leveling his revolver, Cardona nudged the bookcase with his shoulder, just as Marotte was bending forward to replace the rubies in their false-tooth containers.

Gaspard Marotte was staring straight into the muzzles of a pair of revolvers.

I used my elbow, colliding with her cheekbone where it met the mastoid and following through with the rest of my arm, sweeping her out of the way while I snatched at the revolver next to my leg.

You do not arrive at the polling booth to find men with revolvers telling you which way to vote, nor are the votes miscounted, nor is there any direct bribery.