I think I ought to go, July said. Call had his back turned and hadn't seen them, but some of the cowboys had. The boy was cooking venison and the old man propped against his saddle muttering over a Bible when Call walked in with his pistol drawn. And shove this bed a little closer to the window--it's stuffy in here.
Call followed the Pecos, down through Bosque Redondo and south through New Mexico. Augustus noticed, and chuckled. Look at them dern gut eaters, Dog Face said. He managed to get the hobbles on his own horse and the pack mule, but had to let the mare go.
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