"I was going to take off these dirty duds and wash some of the Injun smell off yuh.

I'll tell a waiting world you need a bath, and your clothes washed." "Ugh, ugh, ugh," persisted Lovin Child, and pointed to the floor.
So Bud sighed and made a virtue of defeat.

"Oh, well, they say it's bad policy to take a bath right after yuh eat.

We'll let it ride awhile, but you sure have got to be scrubbed a plenty before you can crawl in with me, old-timer," he said, and set him down on the floor.
Lovin Child went immediately about the business that seemed most important.

He got down on his hands and knees and gravely inspected the broad black line, hopefully testing it with tongue and with fingers to see if it would yield him anything in the way of flavor or stickiness.
It did not.