I had m' eye peeled fer him all the time, and I seen he wasn't goin' to stand back and let Jack git the best of that greaser if he could help it.

He was cunnin'-- but shucks! I see all along why he kept that gun p'inted out front--" "Turn him loose," said Dade suddenly, interrupting him.

"We don't want to start any trouble, Jerry.

He may need hanging, but we can't afford to give him what he deserves.

It's a ticklish crowd, right now; they've lost a lot on the duel, and they've drunk enough wine to swim a mule.
Turn him loose.