She just told him plainly, with no fuss: Bob was the kind of man she needed, and that was that. There's no telling when I'll get to see Gus McCrae again. July had stopped feeling weak, but even so it was a wonder to him how hard Clara and the old man worked. I just like to look at it on the page.
July watched, but could not be persuaded to take part in the game. It won't hurt 'em, Call said. You just walk into a saloon and jingle your money and buy anyone you wanted. As he passed the horse pen he saw that little Joe had roped the milk-pen calf again--it was easy to do, for the calf seldom moved.
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