But finally they found a solid crossing and trotted through the few yards of brown water. Something about the riders struck her. Soon each of the cowboys had been given one of the carvings. It was a beautiful morning, crisp for an hour or two and then sunny and warm.
It's your child and her child, she added. The men were all starving, so Call allowed them to stop for a quick feed, but only a quick one. The streets were full of cowboys going from one saloon to the next. But the mare noticed, and Call rested better, knowing she would watch.
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