Kelly growled. “You both look like you been dragged through the pit of the damned, and it's only three o'clock now.”“If you don't shut up, Kelly, we're goin' to have that roustin' we started at the railroad train.” Ellis grinned. “We got a long way to go. Clear across Kansas and half of Texas before we get home.”“Lad, I'd like to see the two of you married. I'd like to stand up for both of you,” Kelly said softly.“You ain't got a preacher in camp,” Liza protested.“There's a Mexican padre who serves some of the lads on the gang. I don't reckon you belong to the Holy Church, but—”“I ain't got no objections,” Ellis said.“Me neither,” Liza said.“I'll go get him. Come with me.”“You come, too, boy,” Ellis said to the Jehu. “Damned if I don't feel good all of a sudden.”* * *Their names had been entered on the official log of the railroad and they had signed the sleepy-eyed priest's prayer book. They had been given the finest horses in the railroad's corral, fitted with saddles from the supply house, blankets and a sack of beans, coffee and sugar.
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