"He's got the Injun look in his eyes t'-day.

I gotta WATCH him." He did watch him.

It is astonishing how a family can live for months together, and not realize how little real privacy there is for anyone until something especial comes up for secret discussion.

It struck Good Indian forcibly that afternoon, because he was anxious for a word in private with Peaceful, or with Phoebe, and also with Evadna--if it was only to continue their quarrel.
At dinner he could not speak without being heard by all.

After dinner, the family showed an unconscious disposition to "bunch." Peaceful and Baumberger sat and smoked upon that part of the porch which was coolest, and the boys stayed close by so that they could hear what might be said about the amazing state of affairs down in the orchard.
Evadna, it is true, strolled rather self-consciously off to the head of the pond, carefully refraining, as she passed, from glancing toward Good Indian.