09/03/2026 13:49

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Of course you boys are way too sober to be visiting whores, he said. He went to the livery stable and saddled his new horse. Two racehorses like us would never get along. Only a month had passed, and in the last few days he had made it perfectly clear that he had no interest in ever hearing her talk again and would prefer that she didn't.

Fine, go help him, boys, Clara said. While I'm about it, I'd advise you to take a sober look at your prospects. She knew she had been wrong not to go to the cow camp. It was hot and the blowflies were already buzzing over the horse blood, but those were trivial discomforts.