Matt in New Orleans.
Matt thought he'd never get to New Orleans, but at last he arrived. He got off the train and went to the address that Kitty had sent him. He saw the woman he assumed to be Mrs. Prince standing outside the building. Kitty had described Mrs. Prince in her letters.
Matt went up to the woman, tipped his hat and said in his warmest manner, "Morning maam, I'm looking for a Kitty Russell. I understand that she lives here."
Mrs. Prince couldn't help but notice how big and attractive the man who stood before her was, but as always she was suspicious, "And just who are you?"
"My name's Matt." In a fit of inspiration he added, "I'm Kitty Russell's husband. You must be Mrs. Prince. Kitty wrote and told me that a very distinguished woman ran this apartment house."
Mrs. Prince blushed and smiled. "Well Mr. Russell, I do try. I'll take you upstairs to her apartment. Although, I'm afraid she's not there now.
Matt picked up his bag and followed Mrs. Prince up stairs, "Do you know where she might be?"
"Sometimes she goes to the park across the street there with the kid. You know the little brat is not really so bad, doesn't make much noise." Mrs. Prince opened the door to the apartment, "Well here you are. I'll leave you now. As you may imagine a woman in my position always has something to attend to." She turned and left.
Matt put his bag down and headed out right away. He crossed the street and was at the edge of the park when he saw Kitty in the distance walking in his direction holding a little boy by the hand.
Matt then noticed three men close to Kitty's path. Something felt wrong and Matt quickly headed into the park.
When he got close enough he heard a fancily dressed man with a walking stick approach Kitty and say, "Well hello Kitty Russell, it is so lovely to see you again."
Kitty clearly wasn't happy to see the man who stood before her, "Hello Mr. Du Boise."
The man looked smug, "We are friends, surely you can call me Rene, and surely you know that no one slaps me and gets away with it."
Du Boise nodded and the two men behind him stepped forward. One grabbed Kitty by the arm, the other grabbed Davy.
Matt saw what was happening and with 2 long strides reached them. "Let go of the woman and the boy." Matt bellowed.
Kitty looked up and saw Matt. Relief flooded every fiber of her being.
Du Boise looked up with a fake smile, " And who do I have the pleasure of meeting."
Matt responded, "My name doesn't matter, let go of the woman and the boy."
The man holding Davy let go and took a swing at Matt. Matt blocked his arm and delivered a punch to the man's face causing him to go sprawling. The man who had been holding Kitty threw himself at Matt. Matt elbowed him and with a couple of punches that man too went down.
Matt's back was turned towards Du Boise. Du Boise picked up a heavy metal bar that was lying nearby and whacked Matt across the back with it as hard as he could.
Matt groaned and staggered two steps forward before he could turn to face Du Boise. By the time he did, Du Boise had a gun out, pointed right at Matt, and was saying with a sneer "I will take the woman now."
With his eyes focused on Du Boise, Matt shouted loudly, "Kitty shoot."
In the 3 or 4 seconds that it took for Du Boise to look at Kitty and register that she didn't have a gun, Matt stepped forward and grabbed the man by the right wrist forcing him to drop the gun. Du Boise struggled but with a left hook Matt had him on the ground with his two friends.
Three Police Officers were running towards the scene. The officer in charge looked at Matt, "We heard a commotion. What happened here?"
Matt replied. "Do you officers know Police Captain Blake?"
"Certainly we do."
"Well if you want to stay in his good graces, arrest these three, tell the Captain that they were assaulting a woman named Kitty Russell and that Matt Dillon will come to file a report tomorrow morning.
The officers hesitated for a moment. They didn't know who this man was, but the idea of being in the good graces of the Captain was very appealing. The proceeded with the arrests as Matt instructed.
Matt went to Kitty. She through herself into his arms resting her head on his chest, relishing the fact that he was with her and his arms were around her.
After a couple of minutes she felt a tug at her skirt. She bent down and met Davy's wide open eyes.
"Is he a giant?" Davy whispered.
Kitty smiled, "No, just a big man, a very big man"
Matt smiled at the question that Davy had asked. He bent down and said, "You must be Davy, I am very happy to meet you."
Davy nodded, and gave Matt one of his rare smiles.
Matt took Davy by hand, put his other arm around Kitty's waist and said, "Let's go home."
Kitty looked up at him, "Matt there is one thing, I don't think that Mrs. Prince will take kindly to you being there."
Matt laughed, "No problem, I told her that we were married. She thinks that I'm Mr. Russell."
Kitty laughed and the trio headed back to the apartment.