THE DAY THE TOWN SOLD TWO SISTERS, THE MOUNTAIN MAN BOUGHT THEM A FUTURE
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Then a voice came out of the crowd, deep and flat as a split log hitting earth.
“That’s enough.”
Silence did not fall all at once. It spread. Men near the back turned first, then those in front, then the whole mass of Blackstone seemed to part around the figure striding toward the platform.
He was tall, broad-shouldered, and weathered by mountain wind into something that looked half human, half granite. A scar ran from the corner of his right eye down toward his beard, whitening the skin in a jagged stroke. He wore a worn buckskin coat, a revolver low on his hip, and the expression of a man who had seen worse than this and therefore had no patience left for it.
