Jennie looked at him a while. She looked like a frightened young girl. What difference does it make to him what happens to me? He fancies you, Fowler said. No one had ever seen one, but all agreed they were almost impossible to kill.
Clara felt no terrible stab of grief when the news of Gus's death came. My burial can wait a spell. Think of how long we've rode this river. Leave me that nigger, Weaver said.
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