Ride Lonesome Page #2

Only one.

I'm gonna tell him.

- Tell him?

- Tonight.

If I were you,

I'd hold onto that shovel...

...'cause likely as not we're gonna

be needin' it again. Soon.

- I make it three.

- Four.

- Coffee?

- Thank you.

My husband

should have been back by now.

He said he'd keep after as far as Dry Fork.

If he hadn't picked up the animals by then,

he'd double on back.

That would have put him here before dark.

He likely got cut off.

- He wouldn't leave me here alone.

- Not if he had a choice.

You think something's happened to him?

I didn't say that.

There's any number of reasons

for his not getting back.

Even if he found the horses he'd have

to loose-herd them clear here by himself.

Could take him half the night,

maybe longer.

He never shoulda gone.

You'd have him lose his animals

and not go after them.

Not talkin' about animals, talkin about you.

- Me?

- He left you alone.

I can take care of myself.

If you were mine, you wouldn't have to.

Meaning?

Meaning I'd never of brought ya here

in the first place. Nowhere for a woman.

Running a swing station

is my husband's job, Mr. Brigade.

He should find a better one.

Like bounty hunting, for instance.

You cook good coffee.

Mr. Brigade...

You'd better get some sleep.

We'll be leaving first thing come morning.

- Leaving?

- Three days'll put us in Santa Cruz.

But I...

If your husband's not back, we'll swing

toward Dry Fork, pick him up on the way.

- Well, I...

- Good night, Mrs. Lane.

Best cookin' I had in a long time.

Mighty handsome woman, Mrs. Lane.

Don't look like they're

gonna try us, does it?

- Brigade?

- Yeah.

You were sayin,

a man needs a reason to ride this country.

You were right.

I don't suppose you heard about the poster

they got out on Billy John.

Poster?

Gotten tacked to near every tree 'n stump

'tween here'n Rio Bravo.

Claims the territory'll grant amnesty

to anybody that brings Billy in.

You know you won't believe this.

But me'n Whit went near a week

before we found out what that word

amnesty meant.

A fella sellin' Bibles over in

Santa Cruz told us.

It means the law's willin' to drop

any and all charges it's got against a man.

All he's gotta do is turn the key on Billy.

I know that ain't the reason

you rode 'im down.

But that's why me and Whit's gonna

tag along with you.

We figured that when Billy's brother Frank,

hears that you're ridin' him

in to hang, he's gonna come killin'.

But, if anybody can get Billy

safe to Santa Cruz, it's you.

If I do.

Then there's only one man standin'

between me'n startin' life clean over.

Make doubly sure Whit

keeps that Winchester on Billy John.

We wouldn't wanna lose 'im, would we?

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