They caught up with Dish by the livery stable. Gus was laboring to explain it to him, but it was no good. While they were having their cry, Deets and Pea got shovels from the wagon and dug a grave, back from the river a hundred yards, beside a live oak tree. The pigs were led by a big brown boar that was swifter than most pigs; the boar was nearly on them before Memphis got his speed up.
Why, I swear, it's Gus, Pea Eye said. Louisa sighed. His sense of the mechanics of whoring was vague at best. The girls didn't follow Lorena to the buggy.
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