Call knew there was no point in reminding Jake that the whole drive had been his idea. Gus was sick and maybe dying somewhere upriver. I don't want to go this way, he said, addressing himself to the Captain. He might have a gang or he might not.
Let them boys go off and hurrah a little, Augustus said. That wagon won't be here for an hour, Clara said. He supposed they would ride for a few days and then sell the cattle, or else start a ranch. The clouds had broken to the west.
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