This action promptly confirmed my wife's suspicions.

She was now certain that I was the bandit I had been accused of being.

I had no time to reason with her now.

Throwing my coat back, so that I rested my hands on the butts of my revolvers, I strolled out through the crowd.
One or two men who had been doing a great deal of loud talking a few minutes past backed away, as I walked past and looked them squarely in the eyes.

Nothing more was said, and soon I reached the steward's office, unmolested.