He remembered walking into the post office in Fort Worth and getting the letter that told him about Ellie. Evidently they had decided to take Po Campo's advice. The mare pawed him three or four times before Clara could reach him and drag him out of the way, but those blows had been minor. It was the only way to deal with such a situation.
The sun flashed on his knife, and the cowhands watched in puzzlement. _We_ went east, Weaver said. He gave me to old Sam. She's the one don't care about the law.
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