Lorena didn't press him, but she kept an eye on him. Why'd she do that? he asked. He's in Ogallala. No, not Gus, Dish said.
The blacksmith had lots of wagons to work on and took three days to get around to the buggy, but he let Call store the coffin in his back room, since it was attracting attention. The sound came from just north of the gully. He slept on the cookstove; rats had chewed up the old beds. She had seldom even spoken to a woman in her years in Lonesome Dove, and had no expectation that one would speak to her.
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