Why don't you call up the office and have them send the sheriff hot-footing it up here?
If Jack Corey's such a villain, why don't you do something about it?
For the Lord's sake don't stand there looking at me as if I'm going to swallow you whole! Get somebody on the phone, and then beat it before I cut loose and be the perfectly awful villain you think I am!" Marion took a startled step away from him, turned and came hesitatingly toward him.

And as she advanced she smiled a little ostentatiously whimsical smile and touched the butt of her six-shooter.
"I'm heeled, so I should be agitated," she said flippantly.

"I always was crazy to get the inside dope on that affair.

Tell me.

Were you boys honest-to-goodness bandits, or what ?" "What, mostly." Jack gave her a sullen, upward glance from under his eyebrows.