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“There’s no remedy for bad luck, is there?” he said, addressing the question to no one in particular. “If Watson hadn’t raised his arm just when he did, the worst he would have gotten out of this episode would have been a broken arm. But he lifted his gun and the bullet had a clear path to his vitals. I’ll miss the man. He was someone to talk wives with.” “What, sir?” Augustus asked. The remark startled him. “Wives, Mr. McCrae,” Inish Scull said. “You’re a bachelor. I doubt you can appreciate the fascination of the subject—but James Watson appreciated it. He was on his third wife when he had
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Still, the one thing Maggie needed most was marriage; it might be the one thing Gus McCrae needed most, as well. But Call couldn’t or wouldn’t give it to Maggie, and she couldn’t give it to Gus. It was a linkage that irked her, but that she could neither ignore nor deny.
She and Clara Forsythe weren’t sisters, and couldn’t be friends. Clara had never been offered money for the service of love, and never would be. She might have her own difficulties with Augustus McCrae, but she would never experience the shame of being given money by the one man in the world she wanted to give herself to.
“Now, don’t you be bossing me too hard today, Gus,” Long Bill said. “I’ve got to have a day or two to adjust to this notion that you’re a captain.” “That’s twice you’ve said that. I order you to shut up about it,” Gus said.
Famous Shoes’ penchant for diverting himself for days in order to investigate things that didn’t particularly require investigation was one of the things that tried Call’s patience with him.
