I'm so late now, a few minutes more won't matter, one way or the other." Miss Georgie pulled out her watch, looked at it, and made a little grimace.

So they turned into the winding trail, and rode into the camp.
There were confusion, and wailing, and a buzzing of squaws around a certain wikiup.

Dogs sat upon their haunches, and howled lugubriously until someone in passing kicked them into yelping instead.

Papooses stood nakedly about, and regarded the uproar solemnly, running to peer into the wikiup and then scamper back to their less hardy fellows.

Only the bucks stood apart in haughty unconcern, speaking in undertones when they talked at all.