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All the long morning and far into the afternoon, Talking Rock swept the dust this way and that, turning it over and over, in a circle that grew always wider, and just as he was about to give up the search, he found a bit of charred and blackened bone. Was this a part of his friend's frame? Was it not more likely a bit of bone of buffalo or elk, which some dog had carried from one of the fireplaces of the camp and dropped here? "But you couldn't fondle a pig on your knees," says Mona, who is growing every minute more and more mixed. "I do know," says Mona. "First, because I would have you weigh everything carefully, and——".
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