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"NOW BOYS, LOOK THERE! " Inish Scull said, pointing westward at a small red butte. "See that? Pretend it's your Alps."
"Our what, Captain? " Long Bill inquired. It was breakfast time-Deets had just fried up some tasty bacon, and the breeze, though chilly, could be tolerated, particularly while he was sitting at the campfire holding a tin mug of scalding coffee that in texture was almost as thick as mud. All the rangers were hunched over their cups, letting the steam from the scalding coffee warm their cold faces. The exception was Woodrow Call, already saddled up and ready to ride-though even he had no notion of where they were headed, or why. They had traveled due south for a few days, but then the Captain suddenly bent to the west, toward a long empty space where, so far as any of the rangers knew, there was nothing to see or do.