The Shooting of Caribou Lou Page #3

Well, if Coigne got in bad...

He went and harmed someone

or killed someone...

A man and a little person.

I'm wondering why nobody's

come out here a-lookin' after him.

Maybe it was a child.

- Well, ma'am, I gotta...

- This water is not clean.

In fact, it's stagnant!

- Please!

- H-Hold on.

Do frogs breed in this water?

Not frogs.

- Well, what then?

- Oh, other things.

Here!

Oh, I'm sorry!

What is that?

Well, it's all I could find.

There's some type of snakes knowed

to take a romp in that water.

- In this water?

- Oh, yeah.

And people been knowed to swallow

one of their little eggs...

and it'll hatch out inside 'em without

they's knowing it till it's too late.

What do you mean, too late?

Well, suppose it was a poison snake

and it hatch out hungry, as they do.

Well, what's it gonna eat but the

nearest thing to it? And that's you.

Not me, because I didn't

swallow any of it.

Well, you're lucky then.

Say, ma'am. Ma'am?

I been considerin', and,

I got an offer to make.

- Say, ma'am?

- Yes?

I'll take you up to

Kingsley like you asked,

but Coley here's gonna

have to go along with me.

And that's why I'm askin'

a thousand dollars...

so's I can pay him too.

Then there's that five you

mentioned when I get you there.

That's it.

That's my offer.

All right.

Not fine, but all right.

Let's get started.

- Take it, Coley.

- No!

You take it, Mr. Gashade.

I'm ready to go.

We'll go tomorrow.

Now.

Morning always makes a good start.

Would you like to go with me now?

Me?

- Why, sure.

- Coley.

Take up the money then.

- Coley...

- Go on!

- Coley!

- What, Will?

Pack the mule.

No mule.

I do not intend to be

held back by any mule.

Ain't nothin' will hold you

back like no vittles, ma'am.

No mule!

Gashade! Do you know Cross Tree?

- I do.

- Well, head for there, please.

Cross Tree ain't Kingsley.

Never mind. First, Cross Tree!

- It's out of the way.

- By how much?

Twenty, 25 miles.

Which way?

Well, we'll have to go faster then.

Yes, sir.

You run on four now,

you walk on two later.

Haul freight, Coley!

Come on!

Look at that splay-legged,

plantered, spavined...

wind-broke, damned droop-naped,

galled stumbler...

Coigne went and stuck me with.

And takin' Shorty,

who was as sound as a nickel.

Hell!

You can't haul no pale-pink, ratty,

walleyed devil mule behind no horse...

that ain't got the

sense to switch flies!

No kiddin'.

This ain't no fun.

Howdy, miss.

We're stoppin', I guess.

She stalled again?

Unpack the grub out of

those mules and let's eat.

You could try and be

a little more pleasant.

Is that mule tethered, Coley?

You sure have a pretty way.

I surely don't ask that

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