"Huh?" remarked the marshal, eyeing Hazel's artillery.
"Arrest her, I said. To threaten with a deadly weapon is a statutory offense."
"Well, I dunno," balked the marshal.
"Go on and arrest her. I'll back you up."
"Will you?" Absolutely no enthusiasm on the part of the marshal.
"G'on! What are you waiting for?" barked the exasperated district attorney.
"I'm waiting for her to put up her gun," was the truthful reply.
"What you afraid of? She won't shoot. She's only bluffing, I tell you."
"You arrest her then. I ain't none sure I got a right to. I'm only supposed to make arrests in town. You better get one of the deputies to arrest her, Arthur, I—I'd rather you would."
The marshal oozed outdoors. The district attorney said something.