They were playing poker for buttons. Elmira heard the word, and knew what it meant, but she didn't care what anybody called Dee--the fact that he was nearby was all that mattered. Then they'd have enough meat to last the winter. What if he missed Lorena's camp? Mn.
What kind of sheriff would marry a woman of ill fame? Well, July's slow, Roscoe said. Her mare had gotten used to the travel too and no longer looked back toward Lonesome Dove. He had fought Indians long enough not to underrate them, but neither did he exaggerate their capacities. It spoiled his relief that Lippy was alive--after all, he had lost another friend, Bol instead of Lippy.
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