There's law of sorts in New Orleans, but out here it's every man for himself. Dan Suggs was riding ahead of the horse herd, and Jake saw him lope off toward the settlers. But Jake began to pull at her. Even Jasper, normally so worried about rivers, forgot his fear and swam right back across the Canadian to help get the wagon.
Clara looked at him coolly. But as the lightning came closer thunder came with it--the sound seemed to roll over them like giant boulders. But if there was even one man among them with any sense they'd just shoot the horse, and there he'd be. They had been lucky and seen no Indians, but that could always change.