This was a fun, light read, a bit like the sherbet bite between heavy courses in a formal dinner. The plot is simple, and the characters are outlandish and comical. Mary Lou, the defendant is sweet and dewy-eyed. Her accuser, Lumley, is appropriately mean and snake-like. Clyde and Abner, with no prior experience, are charged with conducting the trial. Hugh, the proper Boston lawyer, is to be the prosecutor. He is at first baffled by the way a “speedy trial” will proceed in the “wild American West.” But, as the reader smiles through the trial, the thought comes that more trials should follow this same no-nonsense format. My only problem with the story is this question: How does one shoot, from 80 yards away, six closely spaced bullets through the floorboards of a rowboat in the water?