The men on night herd wrapped blankets around themselves to keep warm. She was holding it with both hands--why would she do such a thing at that time of night? She wasn't making a sound; she just stood in front of him holding the rock. Clara sent them off to gather eggs so she could have a word or two more with July in private. I hate their guts and livers.
The sounds the two animals made were so frightening that they made the men want to run. Ain't nobody gonna unhitch them mules? he asked. They weren't together. Jake dismounted and walked over to the grub, pretending he hadn't heard.
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