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Allen said nothing. She was tall and skinny, and she just stood there by her husband, crying. He had expected to find Gus wounded, but not to find him dying. You best come for a day or two, he said.

It wouldn't enter his head that she would sell a poke, now that she had him. July had told him never to argue with a loaded gun, and Roscoe had no intention of disobeying his instructions. He's got a fain lead on the donkey. He had never disobeyed an order in his life, but this time he was sorely tempted, and it was not just the cold swim or the chancy trek that made him hesitate.