Elmira had passed out, but she was breathing. The notion of a man who didn't ride horses was almost too strange to be believed. I'll be glad when they get back. He'd laugh right out loud if he knew he had the skull of a buffalo cow for a grave marker.
He was glad to put the town behind him, and thereafter took to driving at night to avoid people, though it was harder on the buggy, for he couldn't always see the bumps. All they want to do is quarrel with me, and I'm tired of it. Before he got around to it he fed the crew a normal meal of beefsteak and beans and even conjured up a stew whose ingredients were mysterious but which all agreed was excellent. It was a fine, bright day, but Newt didn't feel fine.
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