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Updated: May 1, 2025
Uncovering Gartok's face to see how it fared with him, and hoping that he slept, Cheenbuk found that he was wide awake, but in a condition that made him more anxious than ever. He looked up at the face of his protector with a faint but grateful smile. "I have always been your enemy," he said, in a low voice, "but you have been my friend." "That does not matter now," replied Cheenbuk.
Oolalik brought his open hand down on Gartok's cheek with a pistol-shot crack that tumbled that fire-eater head over heels on the ground. The man was too strong, however, to be knocked insensible in that way. He recovered himself, sitting-wise, with his mouth agape and his eyes astonied, while the whole assembly burst into a hearty fit of laughter.
"Besides," he continued, "it is not wise to attack men with fire-spouters, which send into their enemies heavy little things like that which was lately picked out of Gartok's leg; the same as still seems to be sticking in Ondikik's back." "Ho! ho!" exclaimed a number of the men, as if that truth commended itself to their understandings.
"Is Alizay a squaw?" asked the insulted brave angrily. Magadar thought it wise to make no answer to this question, and in a few seconds more the kayaks doubled round a point that jutted into the stream and were hid from view. But the two bullets had not missed their billets. One the first fired had dropped into Gartok's canoe and buried itself in his left thigh.
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