THE DAY SOON GREW HOT, and the cattle, tired from their all-night walk, were sluggish and difficult to move. She knew she was as good as dead, and would never get to see San Francisco, the one thing she had always looked forward to. Come in, Lorie, he said several times. Plus I've got one of the few feather mattresses in this part of the country, so it'd be easy sleeping.
Something about the riders struck her. How many days will it take now? Newt asked. He must have been drunk. He had pushed his horse too hard and soon was steadily losing ground.
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