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Good Indian

CHAPTER XXIII
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Which I don't believe, of course.

Still, it does seem as if you might have told me in the first place where you had been, and then I could have shut her up by letting her see that I knew all about it.

The horrid, mean old THING! To say such things, right to your face! And--Grant, where DID she get hold of that knife, do you suppose--and--that--bunch of--hair ?" She took his hand of her own accord, and patted it, and Evadna was not a demonstrative kind of person usually.

"It wasn't just a tangle, like combings," she went on slowly.
"I noticed particularly.

There was a lock as large almost as my finger, that looked as if it had been cut off.


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