Sheriff Wolf's hands were on his hips. He stood about ten feet back from the saloon and shouted, "Come on out, Bart. We've got a nice bowl of soup waiting for you at the jail house." Bart shouted back, "Call off your men, Sheriff, or I'm going to start shooting hostages." Bart cocked his weapon and pointed it at the piano player. The piano player started whimpering. Sheriff Wolf put his hands up in the air and said, "No need to do that, Bart. We've still got plenty of talking to do. But if I hear shots, we're done talking." Bart lowered his weapon. what is the point of view of this story?