A bullet cut the grass ahead of Pea and he yanked out his rifle and popped a shot back at the Indians before whirling his horse and fleeing. Rest was seductive, made more so by his tendency to improve the situation through imagination. Let's cross the river, Dan Suggs said. What makes you think I'd lose it? Jake said, his face darkening.
Oh, stop wasting shells, Hutto said. He had enough worries as it was, what with Pea Eye talking of ghosts. Dish saw him, too, and came toward him. I expect she'll turn up.
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