I met that sheriff that's after him, Augustus said. I expect he's heard hints, but he don't know it. It was a beautiful morning, light touching the farthest edges of the plains. He missed completely and the man slowly raised his own pistol, but before he could fire Gus rode back into the firelight and shot with his rifle, knocking Monkey John back into the pack.
Dish was slouched at ease in his saddle. I'd be derned if I'd eat guts raw. Dish felt a little queasy, seeing Gus's coffin. I found the man, Deets said, drawing rein.
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