It pained him to see her look so alone and so tired. Plover's eggs are better than quail's eggs, he said. The truth was, the killing had confused him, for he had been a good deal fonder of Jake than of Ben. As he stooped, Dixon leaned over him and spat a stream of tobacco juice on the back of Dish's neck.
It was only the thought that Deets was still knowing him, somehow, that kept him from feeling totally alone. She had never been much for talk, but her silence in the camp was different from her old silence. Call went over and told Pea Eye and Newt to start digging the grave--he wanted to get started after the horsethieves as soon as it was light enough to track. I'll go if you think you can get me to Ogallala, she said.
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