И проиграли бой

           "Whynot?""Idon’tknow,butIhadn’toughttoof.Itain’t—decent,doyouthink?Youwon’ttellnobody?"

           "’Coursenot."Jimlookedawayfromherandoutthelowdoorway.Themistdriftedcasuallydown.Bigdropssliddownthetentslopelikebeadsonastring.Hecontinuedtostareoutofthetent,knowinginstinctivelythatthegirlwantedtolookathim,andthatshecouldn’tuntilhelookedaway.

           Herglancewentoverhisface,adarkprofileagainstthelight.Shesawthelumpy,bandagedshoulder."What’sthematter’thyourarm?"shedemanded.

           Heturnedback,andthistimehereyesheld."Igotshotyesterday."

           "Oh.Doesithurt?"

           "Littlebit."

           "Justshot?Justupan’shotbyaguy?"

           "Fightwithsomescabs.Oneoftheownerspottedmewitharifle."

           "Youwasfightin’?You?"

           "Sure."

           Hereyesstayedwide.Shelookedfascinatedlyathisface."Youdon’thavenogun,doyou?"

           "No."

           Shesighed."Whowasthatfellacomeinthetentlastnight?"

           "Youngfellow?ThatwasDick.He’safriendofmine."