But he couldn't see the man's face. She understood it was kindness--he was letting her get well. Now that she had, she would have given anything to be somewhere else, but of course it was too late. He looked at her finally, a sadness in his eyes, as if he was asking her to think of a way to help him.
He had been in the process of adjusting to impending death, and it seemed to him a part of him must already have left for the other place, because he felt sort of absent and dull. Jake looked disgusted. Pedro Flores had been a factor in their lives off and on for thirty years, though probably they had not actually seen him more than six or seven times. The Canadian was only four miles away, and there was a crossing that had obviously been used by many herds.
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