It had not dawned on him that Jake could have put himself in that bad a position. Then he jumped his horse off the bank and grabbed his saddlebags. Dixon's horse struggled to its feet practically underneath Sugar. He rode all night, and the next day the tracks were still bearing northwest.
The next day he threatened to kill Zwey if she didn't let him. He stuffed one pistol under his belt, holstered the other, took his rifle and a pocketful of jerky, and hobbled across along the bank to the animal trail. Despite that ache, the thing that made July least comfortable of all was that he knew he was in love with Clara. Gus had known her first, and Jake, and many other men, whereas he had only visited her out of curiosity to find out what it was that he had heard men talk and scheme about for so long.
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