When the cowboys got to the wagon, most of them took a cup of water and dropped sound asleep on the ground, not bothering with bedrolls or even saddle blankets. A skinning knife a foot long was slung in a scabbard under one shoulder. Go when they're ready, or even if they ain't. There was no shade on the bluff.
Sitting on the low bluff, watching the moon climb the dark sky, he felt the old sadness again. He won't need 'em, but we might. Lorena looked more beautiful than ever, but it was a grave beauty since news of the death had come. In the gray dawn she saw the Kiowas leave.
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