She liked to sit and let her feet dangle down into the cabin. Her sons' lives had been whipped away like a breath, while her husband had lain motionless for two months and still wasn't dead. There were only a few hundred miles left, but it seemed farther to him than all the distance they had come. He didn't remember the fight, particularly, but people were looking at him as if they were stunned.
It's a full-time job. Because of the Sioux, the man said. A horse can always go lame, he said. For one thing, he had eight hundred dollars on him, won in poker games in Fort Worth, and if Dan Suggs didn't know it, he certainly suspected it.
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