His bandana got sweaty, and the dust caked on it so that he felt he was inhaling mud. They were mulish, reluctant to move, but after much effort on the part of the exhausted men, the drive was started again. Then Gus turned her over and was holding her in his arms, his rifle still in one hand. The lucky feeling came to him as he rode, and the main part of it was his sense that he was about to get free of the Suggs brothers.
Call hated to leave the herd, and most of the cowboys hated it that he was leaving. Don't do that, Gus, he said. What became of Wee Willie Montgomery? Augustus asked. You don't have to talk, though.
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