Such talk, she said. Lorena felt a chill, just looking at the riders. Augustus was limping badly but didn't stop to worry about it. Roscoe assumed the stings must be affecting him because he felt like he was in a dream.
Back at the camp, Augustus rested in the shade of the little bluff. Lippy fanned himself with his bowler, and most of the other hands were just sitting around wishing it was cooler. Then it seemed to Deets that something was happening to Mr. Well, I swear, Call said, stunned.
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