Premise: The revolver was wrenched from his hand, and the voice of Julius Hersheimmer said drawlingly: "I guess you're caught redhanded with the goods upon you." The blood rushed to the K.C.'s face, but his self-control was marvellous, as he looked from one to the other of his two captors.

Hypothesis: The gun was taken out of his hand.
Relation: entailment