The Last Sunset Page #4
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Good.
She can ride herd on the remuda.
Give us another hand for the cattle.
My daughter's a lady.
A Southern lady.
If I'm trail boss,
my word goes
when it comes to running
the cattle, is that right?
Well, whatever you say.
We're ready to go.
Melissa.
We'll see how Milton's
doing with the herd.
Fine, Papa.
Mrs. Breckenridge,
it's not often I interfere
in somebody else's business,
but this is one of the
times I think I should.
O'Malley's a killer,
and as soon as he crosses the border
into Texas, I'm gonna see that he hangs.
Until then, my advice to you is to
keep your door locked when he's around.
He can't tell
one female from another.
And he don't care much,
either.
Please,
don't cause trouble.
Why did you say those things
about Mr. O'Malley?
Because they're true.
I'm not a child, Mr. Stribling. I'm
perfectly able to take care of myself.
It won't happen again.
It's a nice night,
isn't it?
Miss out on the nights,
you miss half your life.
Are you a killer?
Now, why do you
ask me that?
What they say.
Well, when you come right down to it,
all men in their hearts are killers.
But that's wrong.
Maybe it is.
I don't know.
When a man kills,
it means God let him,
because God could stop him
if he wanted to, couldn't he?
I don't understand.
Well, you asked
if I'm a killer,
I'm trying to tell you it's
not an easy question to answer,
but I have killed.
But you didn't
want to, did you?
No.
Do you like God?
Do you like God?
Well, of course, but...
I don't know him really.
Do you? Part of him.
Someday I'm going to
know all of him.
Oh, not all of him, Missy. That'd
be too much for anyone to know.
trees and stars and sunlight.
They're all
part of God, too.
Learn to know the sea.
I will when we
get to California.
Good. Find yourself a nice big boulder
with the waves breaking against it.
Look deep. Dream of
seahorses and they'll come.
Not many people know of it,
not many people care,
but the sea is a place where the seamen
shoe the hooves of the wild sea-mare.
Not many people have seen it,
nor caught the faintest gleam of the
ice-green cave in the deep green sea
in the heart of
the cold sea-stream,
where the sea-mare hides her young
sea-colt wrapped in a shy sea-dream.
But practically all of the
people known can absolutely say
that the foam on the sea is a sign that
you see the mare and her colt at play.
Oh, I like that.
Did you make that up?
A drunk made that up,
sitting in a saloon
in Bents Fort, Colorado.
Give him a subject, he'd write a verse.
"One free drink, one free verse. "
That must've been a part
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