Have I ever mistreated him? Call asked. But he wasn't hard like the buffalo hunters. He was a big man with a big head--every time she fed him her wrist ached from supporting his head. She didn't regret leaving, but neither did she calculate on landing in a place as bad as Bent's Fort.
That is, if they can afford it. Once, as a test, he sent Pea and the boy and the Raineys to Fort Benton with a sizable bunch of cattle, stipulating that the boy was to handle the details of the sale and bring home the money. Call had finished his hammering and stood resting. Two old women were cutting meat off the haunch, meaning to dry it, and two young men, probably the ones who had stolen the horses, had caught another and were preparing to cut its throat.
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