He sprinkled in a few spices from his pack and cooked the eggs until they could be cut in slices, like an egg pie. The river had gone down some, and they crossed without difficulty and made camp on a long ridge about two miles to the north of it. It was run by a woman, who kindly offered to scrape up a little breakfast for the youngsters. He was nervous about the turn the conversation was taking.
He felt angry at the men for having talked so loud that they had awakened him. As a team, the two of them were perfectly balanced; he did more than he needed to, while Gus did less. He took his gun belt off, and Dish did the same. Though he was an old man and had lived among Indians and whites his whole life, he still preferred to speak Spanish.
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