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Hagar drew it under her blanket, held it fumbling there, and thrust it forth again. "Ketchum where ketchum hair," she said, and her wicked old eyes twinkled with malice. "Mebbyso yo' like for buy?" Miss Georgie still stared, and said nothing. Her under lip was caught tightly between her teeth by now, and her eyebrows were pulled close together. "Ketchum much track, same place," said Hagar grimly.
Yo' heap sabe him all time kay bueno jus' same. Yo' heap sabe yo' come close, him biteum. Mebbyso biteum hard, for killum yo' all time." He paused, then drove home his point like the true orator. "Baumberga catchum fish. All same rattlesnake sleepum in sun. Kay bueno."
And Evadna, the timid one, actually smiled back. "Isn't it a shame they should do that," she murmured sympathetically. "Huh." Peppajee turned his eyes and his attention to Peaceful, as if the opinion and the sympathy of a mere female were not worthy his notice. "Them grub all gone, them Injuns mebbyso ketchum hungry belly." Evadna blushed, and looked studiously at her plate. "Come my wikiup.
Mebbyso yo' thinkum fight, no sabe how yo' fight." Grant nodded silently. It would seem that Peppajee understood, even though his speech was halting. At that moment much of the unfounded prejudice, which had been for a few days set aside because of bigger things, died within him. He had disliked Peppajee as a pompous egotist among his kind.
They would wait until they could pass judgment upon this girl who had come to live in the wikiup of the Harts. Then Lucy, she who longed always for children and had been denied by fate, stirred slightly, her nostrils aquiver. "Mebbyso bueno yo' girl," she yielded, speaking softly. "Mebbyso see yo' girl."
White man so left foot up, right foot down. White man's moccasin, Simon." "Huh!" Simon grunted gravely. "Mebbyso white man; mebbyso sitkum Siwash." "Half-breed nothing!" Farwell declared. "Straight white, I tell you. Now get ahead on the trail." But whatever Simon's skill as a trailer, it availed little. In half a mile the hoofprints merged with many others in a beaten track, and so were lost.
Good Indian was conscious of a distinct disappointment, though he kept it from his voice when he answered: "Oh, it's you, Peppajee. What you do here? Why you no sleepum yo' wikiup?" Peppajee held up a slim, brown hand for silence, and afterward rested it upon the saddle-fork. "Yo' heap frien' Peaceful. Me heap frien' all same. Mebbyso we talk. Yo' get down.
After a brief silence, Hagar shook the tangle of unkempt, black hair away from her moonlike face, and began talking in a soft monotone, her voice now and then rising to a shrill singsong. "Mebbyso Tom, mebbyso Sharlie, mebbyso Sleeping Turtle all time come along," she announced. "Stop all time corral, talk yo' boys. Mebbyso heap likum drink yo' butter water. Bueno."
"Jack bueno, mebbyso Gene bueno, mebbyso Clark, mebbyso Donny all time bueno." Doubt was in her voice when she praised those last two, however, because of their continual teasing. She stopped short to emphasize the damning contrast. "Good Injun all same mebbyso yo' boy Grant, hee-ee-eap kay bueno. Good Injun Grant all time DEBBIL!"
He had not said the thing before, even to himself, but it was in his heart to hate his love, because it had cost this catastrophe to his friends. "Kay bueno." Peppajee's voice was harsh. But after a time he spoke more sympathetically. "Yo' no watchum. Yo' let heap trouble come. This day yo' heart bad, mebbyso. This day yo' no thinkum squaw all time.
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