Lord of Misrule
“Thus and consequently, it was easy for Medicine Ed to be watchful. He went in his tack room and put his eye up on that chink and taken a deep look at them, the funny-looking couple from Charles Town, reefer-smoking friends of Zeno, Tommy Hansel and the frizzly hair girl, and their big red horse.
It was a peculiar thing: how Zeno’s horse and this young fool’s showed up today like might-could-be twin brothers, common enough horses but like seeing double, both maidens, both geldings, fat, red, wit...h nary a mark on them, not even a white sock, and both the color of store-bought whiskey. As for Tommy Hansel, what was the story on that young fellow? It had Medicine Ed woolgathered, trying to fit him in where he belonged. He was a racetracker in his moves, but he wasn’t a racetracker in his face. He had a Jordan John look about him which gave Medicine Ed the creeper crawlers—wide forehead, black curly beard, high color for a white man, and burning eyes—big smoking charcoal eyes. This business will run men crazy, Zeno always say.MoreLess
It was a peculiar thing: how Zeno’s horse and this young fool’s showed up today like might-could-be twin brothers, common enough horses but like seeing double, both maidens, both geldings, fat, red, wit...h nary a mark on them, not even a white sock, and both the color of store-bought whiskey. As for Tommy Hansel, what was the story on that young fellow? It had Medicine Ed woolgathered, trying to fit him in where he belonged. He was a racetracker in his moves, but he wasn’t a racetracker in his face. He had a Jordan John look about him which gave Medicine Ed the creeper crawlers—wide forehead, black curly beard, high color for a white man, and burning eyes—big smoking charcoal eyes. This business will run men crazy, Zeno always say.MoreLess
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