Of course, Gus might have shot him, but he felt he should have taken the risk. I turned him down, Lorena said. I'll go if you want, Gus, she said. Three cowboys were lounging around outside, getting ready to mount up and go back to work.
Po Campo began to jingle his tambourine lightly, and the Irishman whistled sadly. She knew it was as much her fault as Jake's, but she soon stopped caring whose fault it was. Call looked at the boy. She was not even afraid of Indians, though Cholo had showed her the scars of the arrow wounds he had suffered.
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