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"No wonder the cavalry wanted you bad enough to pay you that they thought Pete ht pay" She paused with the meat half way to her mouth "By the way How much did Dad pay you?"

Silence fell between them and then he finally spoke "Are you sleepy?"

"No"

"Good You can keep watch while I get soround and withinher question? Was he angry because he had co? Or had he? If he married her, wouldn't he benefit froht to have about the man who had risked his life to protect her - not once, but a nuain

She ate theher hands on her pants, she gripped her rifle and tried to stay awake Her hunger and thirst satisfied, she was getting sleepy again She sat up straight, thinking that position would be uncoh to keep her awake

A coyote howled in the distance and another answered The desert made the cry sound different than in the hills of Texas Nothing to echo off of, she supposed The night was quiet, no insects chirping, no water gurgling

She kept her vigil for what must have been several hours Finally Bordeaux stirred

"You sleep now I'll watch"

He didn't have to tell her twice She stretched out on the hard cold rocks and fell asleep

She woke to a cool dawn Bordeaux clamped a hand over her mouth before she could speak She stared up at Bordeaux, whose attention was focused on the rock above theainst the rock wall of lava that swirled over thee above, their hooves clicking against the rocks Their hiding place was safe for the present They couldn't be seen unless someone came down into the ravine They waited in tense silence as the horses slowly moved on A fewloudly above thehtened When the last horse had been gone for a few ht back"

She stared at his retreating back What now? She waited, terrified that the Indians would return Her hand eating on the stalk of the rifle when she heard the last horse return Did they suspect she was here? She flattened against the rock wall as she heard the horse scramble down into the ravine a little way down fro the others back The horse finally caround in relief Bordeaux was leading his horse