Cole and I were drinking coffee at the hotel. Allie came and sat with us. She didn’t have much to say. She seemed somehow smaller than she usually was.
“We go up against Russell,” I said to Cole, “we’re going up against the law in this town.”
“We’re the law in our town,” Cole said.
Cole held his coffee cup in both hands, his elbows on the table.
“Probably deputize Ring and Mackie.”
“Probably,” Cole said.
We were quiet. Cole sipped his coffee, still with his elbows on the table, still with the cup in both hands. He didn’t look at Allie.
“Makes the law thing a little confusin’,” I said.
Cole nodded and didn’t answer.
“Guess it’s best not to worry about that right now,” I said.
“He took my prisoner. He broke the law in my town,” Cole said.
Allie sat very still, like a child allowed to sit with the adults. Her hands were folded in her lap. She sat straight in her chair, her feet close together. The hotelkeeper’s wife came and poured us some more. Cole had laid his big pocket watch on the table. It showed one o’clock.
“Aren’t either of you afraid?” Allie said.
Cole looked startled.
“Afraid?”
“Yes.” Allie’s voice seemed as small as she did. “Aren’t you afraid that you’ll be killed?”
Cole frowned a little and stared out past Allie through the hotel door at the street for a little while.
“I don’t know, Allie,” he said after a while. “I been doing this a long time. Maybe I am. But I guess I don’t think about it much.”
He looked at me.
“You ever think about it, Everett?”
“Sure.”
“You scared?”
“Sure.”
“Probably a good thing,” Cole said. “Makes you a little quicker.”
I nodded.
“I’m scared all the time,” Allie said.
“Of what?” Cole said.
“Everything.”
“Like what?”
“Like being alone, or being with the wrong man, having no money, no place to live. If I don’t have a man, what am I supposed to do?”
“You got an answer for that, Everett?”
“You could play the piano at the Boston House,” I said.
“For the rest of my life?”
“I’ll look out for you,” Cole said.
“For how long?”
“Long as you need.”
“Virgil, you could be dead in an hour.”
Cole shook his head.
“Let’s go back to Appaloosa right now,” Allie said.
“Got to finish this thing up with Ring Shelton,” Cole said.
“There’s four of them.”
Cole shrugged and drank coffee.
“The man who runs the hotel told me that the Shelton brothers were famous gunmen.”
“Got to get things back in balance,” Cole said.
“If you’ll take me back to Appaloosa with you, I’ll love you all my life. I’ll never make you mad. I’ll never do anything you don’t like.”
“That’ll be fine, Allie,” Cole said. “Soon’s Everett and me get things straightened out with Ring.”
“And Mackie,” I said, “and Russell and Bragg.”
“Sure,” Cole said.
“If they kill you, what’ll happen to me?” Allie said.
“Ring’ll look out for you,” Cole said.
Allie put her face in her hands and hunched over the table.
“Oh, God,” she said, and began to cry into her hands. “Oh, my dear God.”