It was a beautiful morning, too--mountains seemed closer. Call felt it was slightly absurd having pigs along on a cattle drive, but they had proven good foragers as well as good swimmers. Despite the chickens and the weeds and the danger of witnesses, he felt a sharp pleasure. He looked too much like a long-tailed rat, as it was.
Besides, Augustus's name wasn't on the sign, though it was his grave. YOU THINK that Indian's around here somewhere? Call asked. And what did you accomplish in all that time? Drank a lot of whiskey, Augustus said. If it was I'd be feeling it by now.
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