"I thought the man might be here, same as you," defended the district attorney.
"Which is why you let us go first," sneered Sam.
"When you're quite through bickering among yourselves—" drawled Hazel.
"I wish you'd point that rifle somewhere else," the district attorney remarked uneasily.
"It's all right where it is," was the instant return.
"I could arrest you, you know, if I wanted to," he pointed out.
"I heard you say something like that to the marshal," nodded Hazel.
The district attorney stared a moment.
"Huh!" he muttered finally and strode to the door. "Hey, Red!" he called. "Come here a minute, will you?"
"Now I ain't gonna arrest her for you and that's flat!" announced a sulky voice without.