" WHAT ? " yelled the warrior, his purple deepening to a rich plum shade. " WHERE are they ? "
" Over there," said the Outlaws pointing' in the direction of the old barn. Bangs could still be heard and sparks be seen.
Roaring with fury the Colonel began to hasten in its direction.
The Outlaws followed. They walked brightly, expectantly, joyfully. Life was worth living, after all.