Just go on, he wanted to say. Well, Jake talked of a Milk River, and one called the Marais, Augustus said. It's been this way always. They had shown him the horses readily enough, but informed him that Clara made all the deals.
They waited, but the cavalry merely sat on the ridge for a few minutes and then turned and rode away. They might try to get him at night, but he didn't plan to be there. He looked at Lorie for a minute, thinking that perhaps if he scared her with Indian stories she would change her mind. He had made it clean he had no great interest in the cattle drive.
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