Receiving no response he walked out and surveyed the town at his feet.

A sheepish grin spread over his face as he realized that there was no danger.

Several red-shirted men passed by him on their way to town, and one, a grizzled veteran of many gold camps, stopped and sauntered up to him.
"Mornin'," said Hopalong.
"Mornin'," replied the stranger.

"I thought I'd drop in an' say that I saw that gun-play of yourn yesterday.

Yu ain't got no reason to look fer a rush.