Dish came riding over, still naked, trying to shelter his face and head with one arm. If Dee Boot could see her he would laugh his head off. Pea Eye stood silently nearby. Johnson? he asked.
If he went back to the wagon and reported that Gus was dead, there was no telling what the Captain would say. They hated to go into the sickroom. You had a chance at a fine widow right there in Lonesome Dove, as I recall. It was her happiest memory, one she treasured so, that in her years of traveling she grew almost afraid to remember it--someday she might try to remember it and find it gone.
Join the newsletter to receive news, updates, new products and freebies in your inbox.