Sweet Sarah Ross. Julie Tetel

rope was tied around his waist, the other end around one of the horses, which meant that he was going to be forced to trot along on the ground beside the rider. He imagined that Miss Harris was subjected to this same unhappy means of travel.

      The party took off, seven men on horses plus a man and a woman on foot. Powell regretted that he wasn’t wearing the boots he had retrieved from the dead man. He regretted that she wasn’t wearing her ankle boots, even without the laces. He regretted that he hadn’t at the very least had the foresight to make them two new pairs of moccasins.