As I recall, you made a name for yourself by shooting Mexican bandits--I thought you'd welcome the chance to polish your reputation a little. I've built an appetite. Clara laughed. Jennie looked closely at him as if to make sure he was all right.
You don't boss me, Woodrow, he said. He had been ravenous since coming off the plains--so whatever the blow was, it was serious. He did not like to be left out of conversations. He had found their tracks, at least.
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