Charging hard, the highlander guided his horse toward one of the straw men. After refilling his glass he took another long swig of tachinga. I doan like mice, yel ed Mil y with a new flood of tears as the train started. Within moments anew grove appeared, its trees identical to that from which they had picked the fruit.
“Tell me,” he said, “have your warriors ever built a litter that can safely carry a horse?”Hector smiled broadly. Seconds later, the entire camp erupted into pandemonium. Then they went toanother saloon where they sat in a corner at a table and talked. As their lathered mounts whinnied andpawed the ground, the horsemen stared calmly at him, waiting for some type of acknowledgment.
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