"Why don't y'do me a favor? Next time some dingus harries you, let me have the pleasure of shootin' 'im."
But there's a smile hanging off her lips.
She leads them straight up to the shoemaker's, tying Beaut's reins off to a hitching pole. The sign in the window says CLOSED, but that don't stop Kate from strolling right up to the door and knocking.
A nervous gent, grey-headed and bespectacled, opens up and peers at the pair of them.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, we closed up done near a half-hour ago."
"We're jus' passin' through, sir."
Kate's voice is sweet. She pulls a gold pocket watch and a wad of cash from her vest pocket. While Rachel was handling the bartender back in Mineral City, Kate was doing a little cleaning up.
"An' my friend has lost her boots. I don't s'pose y'could make an exception?"
The gentleman looks from the cash, to Rachel, to Kate again. The nervous tic that follows could be interpreted as a smile.
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"Why don't y'do me a favor? Next time some dingus harries you, let me have the pleasure of shootin' 'im."
But there's a smile hanging off her lips.
She leads them straight up to the shoemaker's, tying Beaut's reins off to a hitching pole. The sign in the window says CLOSED, but that don't stop Kate from strolling right up to the door and knocking.
A nervous gent, grey-headed and bespectacled, opens up and peers at the pair of them.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, we closed up done near a half-hour ago."
"We're jus' passin' through, sir."
Kate's voice is sweet. She pulls a gold pocket watch and a wad of cash from her vest pocket. While Rachel was handling the bartender back in Mineral City, Kate was doing a little cleaning up.
"An' my friend has lost her boots. I don't s'pose y'could make an exception?"
The gentleman looks from the cash, to Rachel, to Kate again. The nervous tic that follows could be interpreted as a smile.
"Well, since y'put it that way... c'mon in."