"They're out there somewhere, Bill. We've got to find them."
"If they're alive, we'll find them."
The dancing fire brought no comfort, but the food was good, and the strong black coffee helped to lift their spirits a little.
"We'd better stand watch," Squires suggested. "Me and Frank will stand the first two. Get yourself some sleep."
And Scott Collins did sleep, and while he slept he dreamed of a great red stallion and two childen, who rode on and on through endless nights of cold.
(from Down the Long Hills, by Louis L'Amour)
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