Take a Hard Ride Page #3

Why are you doing it?

-Because I told Morgan I would.

-You gave your word to a white man?

Where I come from that aint exactly

binding.

Not even 86,000 dollars worth.

I gave my word....to a man.

Help! Arrrgh!

Let go!

Come on. Come on!

Lucas!

-Stop it! What more do you want?

-Get her.

-Stop it!

-Hold her tight!

Help! No!

Feel like being a gentleman?

This your husband?

Where were you headed?

To a little town, near the Rio Grande.

I'm going there and you with us.

I'll round up a couple of horses

for you and your friend

One. He doesn't need.

He was raised by the Tarahuma Indians.

Two blacks, a women and

Indian on foot.

Don't you think anybody is going to

recognize you, Pike?

Now that I know you can shoot, Tyree..

..we won't get no problems.

What's your name, amigo?

His name is Kashtok. He can not

speak. He has no tongue.

Who did that to him?

Men.. like those.

We do not need him. We can

can catch up Pike by ourselves.

Bushwack him and keep all the money.

He wouldn't give us much anyway.

This way we got it all.

And spend it before he evens knows it.

-You haven't seen a n*gger riding by?

-Maybe.

Maybe a couple of them.

Is that right?

-The man says he seen the big n*gger.

-Not far up ahead.

Well... that's fine.

-Depends on what you got in mind.

-Sounds like you got something in mind, mister?.

If you're going to bne riding out after him,

you are gonnna be riding with me....or..

-Or what?

-Or you aint riding at all.

-You got some kinf of claim on him?

-You could put that way or put it..

...any way you want it.

I happened to be first in line.

Well, he's is going to move over.

Thank you.

I mean.. for before... what you did.

-"Thamk you" is very difficult to say isn't it?

-I don't think I will be sorry that I said it.

Well, I thought you'ld mind to talk.

That depends about what.

I don't know.

I thought it might made you feel better.

I came from New Orleans.

And before that France.

You know the crypt in New

Orleans, where girls are?

I was there for three years.

Until Lukas, my husband,

came and brought me away with him.

He was a kind and gentle man.

Perhaps you can never

understand, but he did.

He never asked me about how it was like there.

He didn't have to know.

Lucas made me feel...

Sometimes... almost believed

that it never happened.

Almost?

Is that so strange?

It can happen that a man can trust you.

with those you are carrying without being no doubt before

Yeah, I know about that.

When my husband found Kashtok

left to die in the desert,..

.. he brought him home to care for.

Lukas were that kind of person.

Sound like you loved him.

No.

That was the only thing I

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