“Well, shore we did. But we never seed it, only had the boy’s word to what that scum tried to do to ‘im. Kalub says he made it up cuz he’s a lying red devil kid. So, the sheriff had to take Tanka in.”
“That’s shit,” Lee bellowed.
“They’re Injuns,” said Nate.
“Ah,” Lee screamed and lunged at Nate, knocking him backwards.
Nate wrapped his arms around the wounded man. Tears came to Lee’s eyes.
“Easy, man, easy. Not what I think. What they think. Easy.”
Lee slumped into Nate’s strong embrace and took a deep breath, trying to clear his head and think rationally.
“We need to get to Bethel,” Ted spoke for the first time. “I’ll get Dad.”
They went outside into the gathering dawn. Lee ran to the paddock and whistled for Ranger. The gray gelding raised his head and came to him without hesitation. Lee led him out of the enclosure and to the hitching post. There he threw his saddle over his back and inserted the bit into his mouth, blessing him for his obedience.