"You'll have to excuse my partner, ma'am. He can be a klutz sometimes."
The lady sat on the bench and arranged her dress, smoothing out an invisible wrinkle. "I'm sure it was my fault. I didn't see him with all these boxes..."
"No ma'am, it was mine." Curry place the neat pile of boxes on the bench next to the gal.
"Jenny Sue, are you all right?" A big burly man, who could have been the blacksmith, came up to them and glared at the two former ex-outlaws. "Are these men botherin' you?"
"No bother... no bother at all!" She fanned her blushing face.
Heyes and Curry took the hint. "We'll be going now, ma'am. Have a nice day." They tipped their heads and were off to the saloon.
"Do you ever get the feeling that nothing right is ever going to happen to us again?" - Kid Curry