And fur's I can see they will find it out, sooner or later.

Murder ain't the only kinda wickedness that's hard to cover up.

I know you feel about as I do on some subjects; you never did like dirt around you, no better'n--" "Get to the point, man.

What's wrong ?" So Applehead, turning a darker shade of red than was his usual hue, cleared his throat and blurted out what he had to say.

He had heard Shunka Chistala whinnying at midnight in the tent of Annie-Many-Ponies, and had gone outside to see what was the matter.