The nearest town, Catfish Grove, was fourteen miles away, and not much of a destination at that. It turned into a dream in which his wife was angry, even as he awoke and saw the mules dashing away. It ain't that I ain't obliged, he said. He had expected to find Roscoe eventually, but not the two bandits.
The way he said it struck Luke as curious. Time enough to think about it when it happened. The Captain had made it final: they were leaving that day. Yet both had happened.
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