She went on quietly grazing. Call got on his horse, hoping to shake off the low feeling that had settled over him. What's your name? Jennie asked. It was true that Janey's dress was a mere rag.
Somebody could have stolen _her_ as easily as the Texas woman. He would start with a fairly big chunk, and after a week or so would have it whittled into a little wooden woman about two inches high. If he turned and rode into the Territory, he would be carrying two killings against his name. I guess July will kill 'em, he said several times.
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