They wouldn't leave him without robbing him, or rob him without killing him, so for the time being his hope was to ride along and not rile Dan. There was a buffalo gun and a few pots and pans, and that was it. I ain't a good fighter, July said. Often when she was cleaning him, bathing his soiled loins and thighs with warm water, the stem of life between his legs would raise itself, growing as if a fractured skull meant nothing to it.
That's a good sign, Clara said. The doctor managed to shove the bed over near the window, but the effort tired him so that he sat back down in the chair where he had been dozing. At that moment there was a wild yell from the tepees and Deets looked up to see one of the young braves rushing toward him. Half of 'em will get drowned or hit by lightning before we hit Montana.
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