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Название книги: Comanche Moon
Автор(ы): Larry McMurtry
Жанр: Историческая литература
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Comanche-Moon-219165.html
COMANCHE MOON
By Larry McMurtry
Book I
Captain Inish Scull liked to boast that he had never been thwarted in pursuit--as he liked to put it--of a felonious foe, whether Spanish, savage, or white.
"Nor do I expect to have to make an exception in the present instance," he told his twelve rangers. "If you've got any sacking with you, tie it around your horses' heads. I've known cold sleet like this to freeze a horse's eyelids, and that's not good. These horses will need smooth use of their eyelids tomorrow, when the sun comes out and we run these thieving Comanches to ground." Captain Scull was a short man, but forceful. Some of the men called him Old Nails, due to his habit of casually picking his teeth with a horseshoe nail--sometimes, if his ire rose suddenly, he would actually spit the nail at whoever he was talking to.
"This'll be good," Augustus said, to his friend Woodrow Call. The cold was inte
Название книги: Comanche Moon
Автор(ы): Larry McMurtry
Жанр: Историческая литература
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Comanche-Moon-219165.html
COMANCHE MOON
By Larry McMurtry
Book I
Captain Inish Scull liked to boast that he had never been thwarted in pursuit--as he liked to put it--of a felonious foe, whether Spanish, savage, or white.
"Nor do I expect to have to make an exception in the present instance," he told his twelve rangers. "If you've got any sacking with you, tie it around your horses' heads. I've known cold sleet like this to freeze a horse's eyelids, and that's not good. These horses will need smooth use of their eyelids tomorrow, when the sun comes out and we run these thieving Comanches to ground." Captain Scull was a short man, but forceful. Some of the men called him Old Nails, due to his habit of casually picking his teeth with a horseshoe nail--sometimes, if his ire rose suddenly, he would actually spit the nail at whoever he was talking to.
"This'll be good," Augustus said, to his friend Woodrow Call. The cold was inte
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