And Sitting Bull was shivering, but not with cold or excitement; he had caught the dying look of the doe.

And Bull's ugly face reflected the feelings of his heart, that was both brave and gentle, for actually, yes, actually! there were tears in Bull's eyes.
The canoe was brought to shore, the water was dumped out of it, the paddles were recovered.

Then a rope was fastened to Mr.Deer, and by means of a log lever he was hauled out of the lake and dressed.

But Injun didn't talk and Whitey didn't talk.

And Bull didn't wander around as usual and smell the scents that gave him so much excitement and delight, and that the boys couldn't smell at all.