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But before they reach the hall door Geoffrey feels it his duty to bestow upon them a word or two of warning. Like little mice, stole in and out, Long, long ago, Red Robe and Talking Rock were young men in the Blackfeet camp. In their childhood days and early youth their life had been hard. Talking Rock was an orphan without a single relation and Red Robe had only his old grandmother..
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