“Been sick long?”
Roper jerked his head toward the sick man.
“Three days and nights,” nodded the woman. “I haven’t had any sleep, and no one comes here.”
“Three days and nights,” parroted Roper. “You been settin’ there all that time?”
“I haven’t slept,” she corrected him wearily.
“Nobody to help yuh?”
Roper shook his head, as if answering his own question.
“Nobody? For ——’s sake!”
He moved in close to the side of the bed and looked down at Kirk.
“He’s the sheep-herder, ain’t he?”