She said he died of smallpox, July said. It seemed to her the foreheads were the same, and though the child had little hair, the little was the same color as July's. Gus had always been there, the loudest person around, Pea Eye tried to imagine what might happen to him but came up with nothing--his brain made no picture of Gus in trouble. If I wasn't in such a hurry I'd show you a trick or two.
Tobe inquired after Jake, and they carefully refrained from mentioning that he was on the run from the law. He wiped his eyes on his shirtsleeve again, reflecting that he had cried more in the last few weeks than he had in his whole life up to that point. He remembered that Gus had ridden down with him on the Kiowa campfire and killed every single man, while he himself had not been able to pull a trigger. I _can_ fly, he said.
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