Other citizens than the barber recognized the voices, and frowned or smiled as happened, among whom was Mr. Tucker repairing a sofa in the rear of his "Second-Hand Store."
Returning, the constable laid the six-shooters on the shelf among the shaving mugs and removed his badge.
"Who's that?" inquired the patron, since the barber offered no explanation.
"Oh, them toughs—'Gentle Annie' Macpherson and 'Pinkey' Fripp," was the answer in a wearied tone. "I hate to see 'em come to town."
The pair continued to warble on their way to the livery barn on a side street:
I'm the double-jawed hyena from the East.
I'm the blazing, bloody blizzard of the States.
I'm the celebrated slugger—
The song stopped as Pinkey asked:
"Shall we work together or separate?"
To this mysterious question Wallie replied:
"Let's try it together first."