Nervous and a little reluctant, Newt got on Jake's horse. She put an arm across his shoulder and walked him to his horse. She ain't gonna kill the Captain, Deets said. They camped not far from a creek, but none of the men ever washed.
Need a job, son? he asked. By three in the afternoon, any afternoon, he would be sitting on the porch, drawing occasionally from his jug. Newt didn't know what to say. A few complained of stomach cramps and others said the water affected their bowel movements.
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