As soon as Faye commenced to shoot, his
would-be assassin came out from the dark doorway and went slowly along
the walk, taking good care, however, to keep himself well in the
shadow of the buildings.
They went on down the street shooting back and forth at each other,
Faye wondering all the time why he could not hit the man. Once he got
him in front of a restaurant window where there was a bright light
back of him, and, taking careful aim, he thought the affair could be
ended right there, but the ball whizzed past the man and went crashing
through the window and along the tables, sending broken china right
and left. Finally their pistols were empty, and Faye drew out a
second, at the sight of which the man started to run and disappeared
in the shadows.
As soon as the shooting ceased men came out from all sorts of places,
and there was soon a little crowd around Faye, asking many questions,
but he and Major Carroll went to a drug store, where his wounds could
be dressed. For some time it was thought there must be a ball in the
deep hole in his temple. When Faye had time to think he understood why
he had done such poor shooting. He is an almost sure shot, but always
holds his pistol in his left hand, and of course aims with his left
eye. But that night his left eye was filled with blood the very first
thing from the wound in his left temple, which forced him
unconsciously to aim with his right eye, which accounts for the wild
shots.
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