Hell, I don't need all this, he said. The water ain't far now. One corner of his tarp hung down over his horse's flank. It was not much of a pallet, either--just a couple of quilts.
There was a scuffle which he couldn't help but hear, and the strap landed a couple more times. A thought that nagged Call was that he had let Gus go off alone to do a job that was too big for him--a job they ought to have done together. The man wasn't getting no better. Now that the scare was over, Lorena found that she didn't mind that things were damp.
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