The notion of a man being a whore amused her a little, it was so unusual. I reckon you're lying, one said. Call sighed. She was a beautiful child, with curls that would drive men mad some day.
He had never known anyone who just said one unusual thing after another, as Wilbarger did. A clean bullet was better than a scratchy rope, and his old partners could shoot clean when they wanted to. Well, you're hired, at least, Call said. No more wives for you, he said immediately, and turned back to his eggs.
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