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Updated: June 28, 2025
"Him have I beaten sore, and he shall yet be beaten, for that he brought trouble upon us who be poor people." "The blankets!" Klok-No-Ton bellowed hoarsely, foreseeing her desire to lower the price to be paid. "The blankets, woman! Thy wealth is known." "I but stretched them up in the sun," she sniffled, "and we be poor people and have nothing."
Scundoo smiled yet more wan and gray, closed the door on the heels of his departing visitor, and barred and double-barred it. Sime was mending his canoe when Klok-No-Ton came down the beach, and he broke off from his work only long enough to ostentatiously load his rifle and place it near him. The shaman noted the action and called out: "Let all the people come together on this spot!
"Let the woman Hooniah be brought," Klok-No-Ton commanded, glaring ferociously about the circle and sending chills up and down the spines of those he looked upon. Hooniah waddled forward, head bent and gaze averted. "Where be thy blankets?" "I but stretched them up in the sun, and behold, they were not!" she whined. "So?" "It was because of Di Ya." "So?"
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