The three horsemen halted on the rim of the wash. One of them was

leading a mule that carried a pack and a deer carcass. Joan had seen

many riders apparently just like these, but none had ever so subtly

and powerfully affected her.

"Howdy," greeted one of the men.

And then Joan was positive that the face of Roberts had turned ashen

gray.




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