They were camped only two miles from town and could easily have ridden back and slept comfortably in the Dry Bean, but when he suggested it Lorie showed her stubborn streak and refused. Even with the coal oil it wasn't easy--Dan had to splash them several times before he got their clothes wet enough to blaze. Both had dropped like rocks once they dismounted, oblivious to wet clothes and too tired to be interested in food. Augustus made a loop of the ribbon and put the loop over the grave board and tied it tightly.
He's in a hurry to get back before somebody beats his time. Who is this old man? he asked. The cattle were still crossing, but no cowboys were crossing with them. Pretend I'm snake-bit.
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