The harness was in bad repair but there was plenty of rawhide around, and they soon had it tied together fairly well. A few minutes later he came loping back, with the skull of a cow buffalo. The whole little tribe was almost silent, each person concentrating on eating. His horse has been behaving all right and neither of us has been sick.
Enough was enough. It wasn't just a bedfellow. Jim drew a pistol and fired several times in the direction the rocks came from. Call's silence had always made him nervous.
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