While they were having their cry, Deets and Pea got shovels from the wagon and dug a grave, back from the river a hundred yards, beside a live oak tree. He found it hard to credit that the person who had thrown the rocks could be a girl. A man like Jake, a traveler and a gambler, might meet a violent end at any time. It discouraged her to look out the window at the empty plains and reflect that even if she had the eloquence to write, and the time, she had nothing to write about.
There was a strong feeling within her that she should stay hidden. I guess you ain't as hard as you talk, Mr. She wanted Gus to hide her. Pea Eye had never mentioned it.
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