It was a desperate trick, but the only one he could think of that increased his chances--most horses shied from the smell of fresh blood. If I have to give him up I'd rather do it soon. All we got here is room. Several times he had dreams of a troop of wild Indians riding right down the street and filling him full of arrows while he sat in front of the jail, whittling.
pouring off him--if there had been anyone else to shovel he would have been inclined to be buried there himself. Then there was Lorena. Just a crazy woman talking to herself. His wife had left for parts unknown, his deputy was wandering in other parts unknown, and the man he was supposed to catch was in yet other parts unknown.
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