The Strong Shall Live (Ss) (1980) - Plot & Excerpts
He was still two hundred yards off and cutting across a field bright with larkspur, paintbrush, and sego lily when he saw Piute Bill come to the door, a Winchester in his hands. Galway rode up to the door and hooking one leg around the saddle horn he reached for the makings. "You're going to need that rifle, Bill.. That is, if you're up to chasing some horse thieves." "What's happened?" Piute Bill pushed his hat back on his head, then put the Winchester down beside the door. He accepted the tobacco sack Galway handed him. "You losin' stock?" "Those boys over yonder in the Rubies ran off twenty head of horses last night. I figure to go get 'em." "All right," Bill touched his tongue to the paper. "Must be eight or nine of them up there. Who do you figure to take along?" "You and me. No use to clutter things up. All I want is somebody to keep them off my back." "Sure enough. Wait until I saddle up." He came back from the corral leading a paint horse with one blue eye and one brown eye. Tom Galway was sitting on the porch waiting for him, with a gourd dipper in his hand.
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