The lightning had become constant--she could see every whisker on Jake's face in the glare. He stuffed one pistol under his belt, holstered the other, took his rifle and a pocketful of jerky, and hobbled across along the bank to the animal trail. Mostly he had just carried skins, or carcasses of game. How's that? Call asked.
The man wore a sombrero with a hole in the top. He mounted his horse and was about to ride away. Why, pretty soon, he said, although he felt tired at the thought of starting after anybody. Call put Dish in charge of the outfit, meaning that he suddenly had two heavy responsibilities--Lorena and the herd.
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