This leg's gonna give me problems. _Sí--pistolero_, Cholo said quietly. He wasn't even sure what you were supposed to try to do. He stole a woman and I'm after him.
The roll of the plains got longer; the heat shimmers they had looked through all summer gave way to cool air, crisp in the mornings and cold at night. This is a high-stakes game we're playing. His horse started to bog, and then hers. Keep your eye out, though, he added.
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