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When, in late afternoon on the last day in June, he saw two people top the ridge to the south and walk toward the house, he quit work immediately and strode to his rifle.
It could be some kind of trick Budd had thought up.
No one walked in this country, least of all Ed Dow or Dutch Renfro or any of the rest of the Bar B crew.
Morgan watched the two figures for a time, puzzled.
When they were closer and he saw that one was a woman, he was more puzzled than ever.

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