Sowerbutt's Lunch

Sowerbutt, whose long hair was tied up under a battered trilby, munched on a hunk of fresh bread and some chicken wings. Suddenly, he froze and held his hand up. Voices could be heard, men walking along the main road. The two men pulled revolvers out of their shoulder holsters and rolled along the bank. 
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