On the way to San Antonio they passed two settlements--nothing more than a church house and a few little stores, but settlements anyway, and not ten miles apart. July got down and checked Hutto's knots, which indeed were slipping. He came back from the grave, got a big hammer and knocked a board loose from the side of the wagon. It might be a poor one stuffed with corn shucks, but it was better than he would get for the next several months.
Then she sat on him for several minutes, scratching at the chigger bites on his wet ankles. He never remembered getting out of the water, but somehow he did, for when he next took note of things he was laying in the mud, his feet still in the water. We'll make our own camp, so as not to be in the way. Augustus went quickly to the camp and tied each body in a blanket.
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