He knelt down and pulled the Negro's bloodstained shirt loose from his pants, exposing the wound. He had talked the girls out of some chicken gizzards and was eating them off a plate. What part of a man is it best to shoot at? he asked, addressing himself to Newt. With each breath he let out a throaty moan.
Some more wagons might come along and we could rob 'em. Get me some paper. He tolt me I smelled like cowshit, Needle said. All that way to Texas, Lippy kept saying.
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