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I'd hate to think I'd let a man spit on me and then ride off. Gus, you better not be hiding her, Jake said in a shaky voice. He had worried as much as he could, and he simply rode, his mind blank. Probably Gus was right: she should quit Jake.

We kept some of them alive the last few winters, once the buffalo were gone, Clara said. It was an odd thing, but true, that the death of an enemy could affect you as much almost as much as the death of a friend. She scarcely knew what she meant herself--she just knew that the sight of Woodrow Call aroused in her an unreasoning hate and disgust. Leaving you a gun was another mistake, Call said.