After dinner the Texan invited Cochran to accompany him to a whorehouse but he declined saying he'd feed, walk and water the horse.
"Strikes me you had a big day and some poontang might ease your mind."
"Nope. Killed a man I hated today and I don't want to mix my pleasures. I want to lay in bed and think how good it felt."
The Texan nodded and lit a cigar. He was no man's fool.