The plains were still and silent, so silent that July felt that if he spoke Ellie ought to be able to hear him. How do, miss, the black man said. Soon lightning was crashing all around and the thunder came in big, flat cracks, as if a building had fallen down. Jake looked disgusted.
The boy, though big as an ox, began to tremble when he saw the five men with guns. The wind howled across the flat plain, and the sand seemed to sing as it skimmed the ground. There was a deep gash in his flank and a claw wound running almost the whole length of his back. Gus always managed to aggravate whatever situation he was in with a woman.
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