Several men had narrowly escaped disaster, and only the fact that Captain Call favored the bull had kept them from shooting him. He began to hope that maybe the rain had discouraged the Indians, but that hope only lasted an hour. The mare pawed him three or four times before Clara could reach him and drag him out of the way, but those blows had been minor. There was nothing to get under except the sky.
The only one who didn't suffer from the pace was Janey, who mainly walked. The girl trembled and seemed on the verge of tears. Dee Boot? Leon said, startled. It made her angry at herself, to have lived so long with a horse trader who had no more savvy than that.
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