Po Campo had some coffee ready. o find the girls loading a small wagon, Lorena holding a baby, and Gus carrying a crock of buttermilk. Looks like you'd be satisfied, Jasper said. Most of the men spent their spare time hunting, and had already brought in more buffalo and elk meat than could he eaten in a winter.
Mostly dig spuds, Sean said. He had met rough men in Arkansas and backed several of them down and arrested them, but this was different: the dying buffalo hunter had had nothing but a patch of blood between his legs. She looked at him like a mean cat that was about to pounce on a lizard. When the gathering and branding of cattle had been going on for about ten days, Lorena began to feel a crisis coming.
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