





          That was the last straw for Evil-Eye McNeevil. It was time for a 
     showdown. 
          The next day, at high noon, Larry was sipping lemonade at the 
     Cottonmouth Saloon. Evil-Eye burst through the doors and stamped up to 
     him. 
          "I'm Evil-Eye McNeevil," he snarled. 
          "Hello, Evil-eye!" said Larry with a huge smile. "Can I buy you a 
     lemonade?" 
          "This town ain't big enough for the both of us," said Evil-Eye. 
          "Seems pretty spacious to me!" said Larry. 
          "I'll be waiting for you down by the Okey-Dokey Corral," said 
     Evil Eye, and he stamped out. 





