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Then the chief ghost walked out of the lodge and shouted out for a feast, inviting the man's father-in-law and other relations who were in the camp to come and eat, saying, "Your son-in-law invites you to a feast," as if he meant that the son-in-law had died and become a ghost and arrived at the camp of the ghosts. Together they went from the lodges toward the north. The sun was already hidden behind the nearby hills. The two were standing in plain sight of the camp and the people in it, and some one went to the chief's lodge and told him what was taking place..
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