A cowman motioned, and the barkeeper lined the whole bar with glasses, setting out six bottles of conviction.
"Curly means all right," said one voice.

"I know that boy, an' he's all right." "Shore he's all right!" said the first voice, "an' so's Bill Watson all right.

But what's the use ?" "_Loco_, of course the Greaser's _loco_," broke in another speaker.
"So's a mad dog _loco_.

But about the best thing's to kill it, so'st it's safer to be roun'." Silence fell upon the crowd.

The Texan continued.