The revolver was wrenched from his hand, and the voice of Julius Hersheimmer said drawlingly: "I guess you're caught redhanded with the goods upon you." The blood rushed to the K.C.'s face, but his self-control was marvellous, as he looked from one to the other of his two captors.
The gun was taken out of his hand.
They can run over to Tubacca or Tuscon to buy their groceries.