The child couldn't see where he was going, and a second later tripped over a pile of bloody horse guts, falling into them. The water was cold, but Gus went splashing off across the pool. The girl beat him to the creek and began making mud poultices and spitting in them. I guess you might break them clothes in by Christmas, the liverystable woman said, laughing.
She would lie in her quilt, watching the mists float over the Platte, until one or both of the girls tiptoed out. Dan quivered, his eyes popping with hatred. Dish Boggett's horse, which had crossed many rivers calmly and easily, took fright in midstream and very nearly drowned Dish. If such a man had got caught, then there could well be serious trouble waiting for them.
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