Her first instinct was to run and hide when the ugly one made a pass at her. Old Dan pulled his pistol out and hit the ships bell mounted on his wall. "Here now! No one takes me girls without their consent. Tha next one who tries is dead! Ye got that?" He was known as a deadly shot with his pistols and he had a couple under his counter, all primed and loaded.<br/><br/>A few of the dead man's friends hauled him away, to clear the room. They looked pretty angry, but did not appear willing to fight McQuain or Dan. The rest of the customers settled down and resumed their drinking. The floor of the tavern was mostly sawdust and could be cleaned up with a broom after all had left. The blood soaked into the sawdust and no one seemed to mind it.<br/><br/>Maria looked at Captain McQuain and nodded. "Yes! My friend Randy is in the jail. He is just a youngster. He was in Blackthorn's service. He had no choice. I mean, he was the cabin boy, but he is not the bloodthirsty killer the rest of them are. Please, Captain McQuain, can you help Randy?"<br/><br/>She did not mention the fact Randy knows some things. Maybe because she is not sure what he knows if anything. Not wanting to give anything away or set up poor Randy for torture or worse.