And so, after the ways of boys and men, Whitey made excuses for not doing what he didn't want to do.
With his mind somewhat at ease, Monty ambled along the shore of the Yellowstone, with Whitey enjoying the scenery as much as his conscience would let him, and his conscience getting weaker every minute.

And presently, at some distance, he saw a small huddled-up figure sitting on the bank.

Closer inspection proved this figure to be pink, and still closer inspection revealed it to be Injun.

Wondering what Injun was doing in that neighborhood, Whitey approached, and was surprised to find that Injun was fishing.
Knowing that Indians never fish except through necessity, Whitey was puzzled.

As he drew nearer, Injun turned and regarded him, betraying no surprise at Whitey's being there; at his not being in school.