Well, there's a horse, at least, Jim said. As they rode out of town the widow Cole was hanging out her washing. Augustus walked behind and Pea Eye led the other two horses. In the shining mirages ahead he thought he saw horsemen, who never appeared.
Why in a year? Because you deserve to suffer for a year, Clara said. Deets looked solemn. That would soon change: the first challenge would be the brush country, an almost impenetrable band of thick mesquite between them and San Antonio. They certainly would not be likely to remember his chance remark.
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