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Good Indian

CHAPTER XXVII
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"Board up the window, then, so you can't see the fatal spot!" His gray eyes twinkled.

"I could DANCE on it myself," he said, just to horrify her--which he did.

Evadna shivered, pressed her wisp of handkerchief against her lips, and left the table hurriedly.
"You boys ought to be ashamed of yourselves!" Phoebe scolded half-heartedly; for she had lived long in the wild, and had seen much that was raw and primitive.

"You must take into consideration that Vadnie isn't used to such things.

Why, great grief! I don't suppose the child ever SAW a dead man before in her life--unless he was laid out in church with flower-anchors piled knee-deep all over him.


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