He had the pistols stuck in his belt at the back and he drew them one in each hand and he is as eitherhanded… — Cormac McCarthy
He had the pistols stuck in his belt at the back and he drew them one in each hand and he is as eitherhanded as a spider, he can write with both hands at a time and I've seen him to do it, and he commenced to kill indians. We needed no second invitation. Got it was a butchery. [...] Before the last poor nigger reached the bottom of the slop there was fifty-eight of them lay slaughtered among the gravels.
p. 140Source: Wikiquote · CC BY-SA 4.0
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