then i made more of an effort and pulled my hair out of my eyes . i agree with the marshal being a strange one . the target he presented to me at that time ... was you . he stood there staring at her as if she 'd grown two heads and a tail . she blinked at me , and i gave her a little shake , becoming scared . if he could make it out the exit and into the street , he had a much better chance of giving jug-ears the slip and calling the police . 