As soon as I got close enough, I fired one barrel of my 10-gauge sawed-off shotgun at the closest Indian. Of course, by being mounted on a running hor...e, I did not have a very steady aiming point, and that was why the sawed-off shotgun was such a valuable weapon.As best I could, I aimed at the waist of the Comanche and fired the left barrel. Some of the buckshot hit the Indian and some hit the horse. I have no idea if any of the hits on the man were fatal, but they were enough to make him loose. Suddenly Bobby called out "Hold up" Alex turned quickly, suspecting some kind of a trick, but instead, he saw Bobby standing at the side of the road, leaning over and looking at something. "Come take a look at what I found" Bobby called out. When Alex went back to where Bobby was, thoughts of their race forgotten, he saw what Bobby was looking at. "What's this?" Bobby asked, picking up the silver metal tube that was about 6 inches long. "I don't know" Alex grumbled, taking it from Bobby for a. As the time got later I realised that the number of people walking about in ‘unusual’ attire had increased. Men dressed as women with tons of makeup, women wearing less than me, and just plain crazily dressed people started appearing. So did lots of people heading into all the bars. The place soon became a hive of people drinking and having (presumably) a good time.When 2 girls wearing nothing but micro skirts and heels walked by I got up and followed them. They went into a little bar where. Why would a girl like Beth Templeton want into a study group, in the first place? She was not a high flier, and looked like a girl happy to get any kind of degree pass, preferably if she can get a man at the same time.And then there was Prudence Gower herself. Very tall, thin and not too good looking to boot, but with nice hair: what did she have going for her, that a study clique would accept her? A good brain, was the only thing she could think of.Mrs Compton looked up Prudence’s records..