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The two strangers with Tuxall's aid, had prepared the fake meteor with a view to exploiting the star-man. Bailey had literally tumbled into the plot. They didn't know how much he had seen. The whole affair hinged on his being kept quiet. So they took him along. All that I had to do, then, was to find the deviser of the three-foot poster. He was sure to be Bailey's abductor."
"MY DEAREST WIFE: "I've had a more than usually successful trip, till I came here. Now things are not so good." He glanced up out of the doorway, and a shadowy smile lurked in the depths of his eyes. Then he turned again to the letter: "I've already written Murray for help, but I guess the letter's kind of miscarried. He hasn't sent the help. Star-man took the letter.
Him say, him show 'em dis Indian. So him fight big. Him kill heap plenty too. So one week. More Indian come. Boss Allan then call Keewin. Us make big pow-wow. Him say ten Indian kill. Good Indian. Ten still fight. Not 'nuff. No good ten fight whole tribe. Him get help, or all kill. So. Him call Star-man. Keewin say Star-man plenty good Indian. Him send Star-man to fort. So. No help come.
A moment or two later Keewin appeared in the doorway, tall, wiry, his broad, impassive face without a sign. "Say, Keewin," the white chief began, "we need to get word through to the Fort. Guess Star-man's dead, hey?" "Star-man plenty good scout. Boss Murray him no come. Maybe Star-man all kill dead. So." "That's how I figger." Allan Mowbray paused and glanced back at the trifling stores.
Maybe Star-man him get kill. So him pow-wow. Keewin say, him go fetch help. Keewin go, not all be kill. So Keewin go. Indian find Keewin. They shoot plenty much. Keewin no care that," he flicked his tawny fingers in the air. "Indian no good shoot. Keewin laugh. So. Keewin come fort." The man ceased speaking, his attitude remaining precisely as it was before he began.
"Oh," said the older girl, "see that fine Star-man up there! I'd like to marry him!" "Oh, no!" said the younger, "he belongs to me. I'd like to marry him!" They lay there telling what each would do could she only marry the Star-man, until they fell asleep. When they awoke in the morning, lo, they found themselves up in the sky, and the elder girl had a baby already a star-baby!
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