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"If I was, how could I ask you to marry me?" returns he, in a tone so hurt that she grows abashed. "Wait, Mrs. Rodney. Let me help you across." After a time the old man decided to do this, and he gave the young man his daughters; and because these three were his only children he gave his son-in-law his dogs and all his property, and for himself and his wife he kept only a little lodge. The young man's wives tanned plenty of cow skins and made a big fine lodge, and in this the son-in-law lived with his wives..
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