It was strange, Elmira thought, that he would bring such punishment on himself just because he wanted to interfere with her. Clara had bought the piano with money saved all those years from the sale of her parents' little business in Texas. That Jake had deigned to look at her again infuriated the farmer more, and he drew back the shotgun to deliver another blow. Occasionally a cowboy would pass by, his spurs jingling.
There was no woman like her on the border. Once or twice he asked Deets how soon they could expect to come to the end of them, for Deets was the acknowledged expert on distances, but this time Deets had to admit he was stumped. Didn't know, and didn't care. Again, July felt belabored by the tireless thing in Clara.
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