Call had known many men who died, but somehow had not expected it of Pedro, though he himself had fined several bullets at him. She had never seen eyes with so much sadness in them--to look at him made her heart drop a little. She didn't much care that he was dead--he wasn't a good man, like Gus. Yes, and he put the whole outfit to flight just by walking up out of the creek, Augustus said.
You don't give a man much of a chance, do you? Hutto said, as July retied him. He lay until midmorning, unable to decide what to do. He remembered walking into the post office in Fort Worth and getting the letter that told him about Ellie. At night she rolled in his blanket with him--it was only then that she felt warm.
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