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For he thought of it like a ride, something he might just do for a night or two when things were slow. Oh, that sort, Louisa said. Why? Jake asked. He ain't, that's true, Augustus said.

So far as he was concerned, marrying July was the best thing his mother had ever done. One horn had been broken off at the skull as if with a sledgehammer. He felt it must all count as love, in her thinking--the cowboys and the gamblers. I ain't sick, she said.