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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. "He has often called you that; but,"—shyly,—"now that I have seen you, I don't think the name suits you a bit." "But—" begins he, impatiently, trying gently to put her to one side. "Coolnagurtheen.".