The owner of the A T O thrust into place his two forty-fives.
He bought cartridges, both for the two forty-fives and for the rifle he carried.
For a moment the action was furious, but the fire from the forty-fives was deadly and the Germans went down or leaped away.
With two forty-fives covering him, Ridley, white to the lips, dropped his harmless weapon.
Finally things settled ...