July knew he could if he wasn't careful. The bullet hadn't come out, and nobody was trying to get it out, either. We should have stayed lawmen and left these boys at home, Augustus said. They sharpen the wits.
You may wish you were back in a cow camp before it's all over. That one's got a name too--Clara, Augustus pointed out. He was just repairing a cinch that had begun to fray. Augustus, setting up his tent, stopped a moment to watch them run.
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