Actually, Jake couldn't fairly be blamed for any of the deaths, though he could be blamed for Lorena's troubles, which were worth a hanging by Augustus's reckoning. He had to go see Lorena, and that was that. She thought he might be bothered by the thought of her staying. He knew Sal was wild, but hadn't supposed she was _that_ wild.
They went out and walked around the cabin. Jake did not even seem to notice that the man was in love with her. Her beauty had flowered again--the cowboys were always thinking of excuses to ride within twenty or thirty yards of them, so they could get a glimpse of it. Newt didn't know what to say.
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