Will Levington Comfort,
Somewhere south in Sonora
(1925)
“ Maybe [Pg 116] they wouldn’t know which was which—tequila, coal oil.... ‘I’ve been on a horse before.... He bumps so.’... ‘Thirty years late.’... He had lights; he held to the highway, his foot pressed to the floor.... She wasn’t helping—not a touch, or did she mean to help by keeping still?Vaguely Elbert heard low words like this:‘He doesn’t relax. He keeps listening for a voice. The rest of the time he seems to think he’s driving something—a horse or a car. It’s not always clear. If he could only stop driving himself, every time he comes to, and get some rest’—a strange woman’s voice. ”
