Besides, you know that I always carry my trusty old revolver.

Spread it out, had this old revolver and three shells.

He had a gun in his hand, an old revolver with a mother-of-pearl handle.

"Well, I suppose it's time for me to resurrect my old revolver and keep it handy."

"Just a little question about who knows how to load old revolvers," Stoddard said.

"Don't you remember the old revolvers I used for target practice in the country?"

That's why I brought out my old revolver.

He felt again for the old skeleton-gripped revolver he'd brought as protection.

Then he pointed at the old revolver lying on the desk.

There, in the brightness, was a hand, its outstretched fingers reaching for the old revolver!