Ride Lonesome Page #3

We sure wouldn't.

Brigade! Brigade!

We can't take those animals along.

It'd slow us down.

- But we're responsible...

- They'll eat their way to the next swing stop.

Time comes, you can pick them up there.

Got out that black for you to ride.

The sooner you get on it, the

sooner we'll get clear from here.

Don't look like you and Mrs. Lane

get along too well.

We'll stay on the stage road to Dry Fork.

- Dry Fork?

- Swing south from there.

That's the long way, ain't it?

- Gotta pick up the station man.

- Or what's left of 'im.

Whit's right. If he had been alive,

that fella'd be back by now.

We're goin' to Dry Fork.

Not right away we ain't. Look.

- What do they want?

- They'll get around to it.

- What's he doing?

- He wants to talk.

Stay here.

He's got a horse. Wants to make a trade.

For what?

You.

He said they'd been seein' you here.

He wants to take you for his squaw.

So what we do now?

- Play along with 'em.

- Play along with...

If we don't we're apt to stir up

every buck in the country.

Come on.

- Just do like I tell you.

- Brigade.

Can't abide to see a woman's hair

hangin' from a Mescalero war-lance.

I hope you know what you're doin'.

- He'll offer his trade. I'll turn him down.

- Then?

With any luck they'll ride off.

Out in the hills, try to figure how else

to get you away from us.

I see.

No matter what happens

don't break down in front of 'em.

If you do, they'll take it wrong. Shame 'em.

I don't scare easy, Mr. Brigade.

I hope not.

That tears it.

Looks like you won.

They'll be back if they want her bad enough.

I thought you didn't scare, Mrs. Lane.

That was my husband's horse.

Too bad about the woman. She sure

is takin' it hard.

I tried to tell her it wasn't for certain

her man was dead. She wouldn't listen.

The way they treated 'em on the

coach, I don't hardly blame her.

I can't get over the way them Indians

wanted to trade her for a horse.

If it'd be me, I'd give a whole herd.

She's about the best all over

good-lookin' woman I ever seen.

- She ain't ugly.

- She sure ain't.

You got a reason for stayin'

in this open country?

Seems to me you'd keep a hill close

to your back, considering.

The way I see it, brother Frank

can't be too far back.

Talk had 'im up Val Verde way.

Heard about Billy,

he wouldn't waste any time.

Likely ride out the night.

To do that,

it'd put 'im behind us even sooner.

Dobe Corral's just over that rise.

We're headin' there.

I don't think

Frank's gonna come along before...

I'm not talkin' about Frank.

I'm talking about Mescaleros.

Medicine country.

They figure to jump us up

it'll be somewhere soon.

Maybe them four at Wells Junction

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