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“What do you want from me, Lorna?” There was a steely quietness to his voice “Do you wantand take you back?”

“No”

“Then what do you want?”

“I don’t know” She shook her head, confused and overwrought by the whole situation

“I hadn’t realized how difficult this trip was going to be for you,” Benteen ads can be But you’re going to have to come to terms with them”

“That’s easy for you to say,” Lorna retorted, finally bringing down her hands to look at him with bitter reproval

“It isn’t easy And it wasn’t easy to sit out there with all on and cry,” he infor, and you’re crying tonight Doesn’t it ht now?”

She cast an uneasy glance at the canvas side of the wagon, realizing that all the cowboys knew Benteen was in here with her now

“I hadn’t thought about it,” Lorna admitted

“I iht I ot a spoiled child on my hands”

She swung at hiainst his cheek, the force of the blow turning his head Lorna was shocked by her own physical violence and stared at Benteen with fear as he slowly turned his head back to look at her No ot by with it, but she was a woes within him

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, and eyed the white mark left by her hand as it slowly turned red

“I swear to God I don’t understand you” The angry words were forced through clenched teeth “You have enough guts to hit me, yet you cry over the lack of privacy”

“You ry when you said that,” Lorna defended her action

“You’re going to have to grow up I haven’t got time to hold your hand,” he declared tersely