The best in the series. The most un-novel of novels, the most uncaring for audience, expectations and the usual tricks. Only life in all its harshness, and duty over pleasure, love over happiness, fate over hopeless wish.
That night, when a skinny cowboy named Jasper Fant came in from the river and approached her, Lorie just stared at him silently until he got embarrassed and backed off, never having actually said a word. Staring was all she had to do. Jasper consulted with Lippy and Xavier, and by the end of the week, all the cowboys along the river knew that the only sporting woman in Lonesome Dove had abruptly given up the sport.
Larry McMurtry, Lonesome Dove.