He felt he himself deserved to be in the middle of a sandstorm on the Wyoming plain for being such a fool as to leave the women. He missed his dead mother and said over and over again that he would not have left Ireland if she hadn't died. He spoke with vehemence. Again he was wrong.
A bullet cut the grass ahead of Pea and he yanked out his rifle and popped a shot back at the Indians before whirling his horse and fleeing. In the cow towns there had been lots of girls around--if a man got mean, she could yell. I guess a bear got her unless she's hiding, he said, unhappily. He took his gun belt off, and Dish did the same.
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