The negotiations had required Old Hugh to talk for two days and had left him hoarse. Clara almost dropped the poker. He was very thin and in a kind of daze--probably couldn't quite believe that he was still alive after such a journey. Po Campo had walked all day, a hundred yards or so west of the herd, trailing two sacks he had tucked in his belt.
Though the old man had walked the whole distance, using his ax-handle cane, he seemed not particularly tired. He himself was so sure of being killed that he felt rather detached from what was happening, and invested only faint hope in Janey's chances of saving him. Call took the opportunity to have a blacksmith completely rebuild the buggy. Call found the carpenter and ordered a coffin.
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