“So you've been lost! And now you're found—come safe back to your loving brother. Ain't that luck for you? Hunted all over Texas till you found him, eh? And it's a powerful big State, too.”
She caught sight of something that made her forget all else.
“Have you got water in that canteen?” she asked, her parched eyes staring at it.
“Yes, dearie.”
“Give it me.”
He squatted tailor-fashion on the ground, put the canteen between his knees, and shoved his teeth in a crooked grin.
“Thirsty?”
“I'm dying for a drink.”
“You look like a right lively corpse.”
“Give it to me.”