The thought that July and Joe would be going off caused her spirits to lift---it occurred to her that once they left there would be nothing to stop her from leaving too. The sheriff there will probably be glad to get these men. He covered his face with his hat and lay back against his saddle, sweating, and ashamed of his own carelessness. Call didn't want to turn east, but neither did he particularly want to stop.
He spent the whole night thinking about the woman in the tent nearby, imagining things that might happen when they finally came to Montana and were through with the trail. She pushed his carrot away, a response he didn't like at all. About six months, July said. He's got other things on his mind besides Jake.
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