Let's have some fun." Curly began to shift uneasily on his feet.

His hat went still farther back on his red, kinky curls.
"Law!" said he.

"Law! You don't mean--" For the first time in his life Curly grew pale.

"Why, I'll clean out the hull bunch!" he said, the red surging back in his face and his hand instinctively going to his gun.
"No, you won't," said Dan Anderson.

"Do you want to bust up your marriage with the girl from Kansas ?" "Sho'!" said Curly, and fell thoughtful.