Take a couple of men and pick out good ones. Louisa stuck one of her wet feet under the blanket and kicked it off. You can have a poke, she said. He began to sense running figures, although it was not clear to him who they were.
He didn't see the horses until he almost bumped into one. Then he went around and tied the other ankle. Several men took alarm at the sight of what turned out to be sagebrush or low bushes. She held the blanket around her as tightly as she could, and her teeth were clenched as they had been when she crossed the river.
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