"You may not know it, but you're blocking my scene and the light's going.

If you've got any business with me or my company, get it over and then get out so we aim make this scene.

What d'yuh want ?" "You," snapped the sheriff.

"You and your bunch." "Me ?" Luck took a step forward.

"What for ?" "For pulling off that robbery at the bank today." The sheriff could be pretty blunt, and he shot the charge straight, without any quibbling.
Luck looked a little blank; and old Applehead, shaking with a very real anger now, shoved Luck away and stepped up where he could shake his fist under the sheriff's nose.
"We don't know, and we don't give a cuss, what you're aimin' at," he thundered.