Batwing

The junk was nearer, beating in toward the island, her brown batwing sail suddenly tall and terribly conspicuous against the sky.

His batwings were somehow more frightening for being the pathetic broken floundering things they were than if they had been strong, muscular beaters of the air.

The cantina was a flatroofed adobe, painfully white in the unrelenting sun, with a brush roof and splintery batwings. The doors swung back and forth as a man stepped before them and stood beneath the brush arbor, staring at Navarro,[…]

He made it to the saloon undetected and slipped under the batwing and over to the table where he had left his saddlebags. They weren't there. Fargo ran his hands over the top of the table to be sure, and swore.

A tall figure stepped up to the batwing doors of the saloon as Tommy and Matt passed.

Feigning indifference, Stacey strolled quickly toward the batwings. Looking over the doors he saw Snow and his companions walking in the direction of the hotel, but he couldn't be sure that was where they were actually headed.

Reaching the saloon, John pulled back the right batwing and nodded for Utah Jimmy and Memphis Mayford to enter. After they went inside, John led them to the receiving line. The milling crowd moved aside quickly,[…]