Grant pulled his horse to a restive stand before a group of screeching squaws, and laughed outright at the panic of them.
"Hello! Viney! I brought back your dog," he drawled.

"He tried to bite me--heap kay bueno* dog.

Mebbyso you killum.

Me no hurtum--all time him Hartley, all time him try hard bite me.

Sleeping Turtle tell me him Viney dog.