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Jerry answered shortly, “Yes.”,Evenings we knew,,“Well, but I want some,” answered Tellef from the tree.,“I think we’d better go back to camp. The shooting over there sounds as if our part of the job is over. Think so?”,“Good afternoon, Aunt Grenertsen. How do you do?” He sat down in the chair by the door, where he knew he was expected to sit.,From the farther end of the hall came the query: “Is he here? Is Johnny Blossom here?”,“Aren’t you glad that you can see?” said Grandmother to the boys one day. “Don’t you thank God every day for your good eyes?”,Next it was the telegraph operator, Mr. Nilsen. “Well, I must say! If here isn’t the person every one is talking about—and as large as life!”,When he reached his room he found the light on and Jerry about to slip into his bunk.,Bob mingled with the crowd and finally drifted into the moving picture show. His mind was busy with his problem and he did not pay as much attention as usual to the scenes that were flashed before him on the screen. He became aware, however, even in the dim light, that directly in front of him sat an Indian, seemingly alone. A little to the left were a crowd of Mexicans, who, from their boisterous behavior, seemed to have been able to smuggle some whiskey into the camp, which, of course, was absolutely forbidden on a Government job.,Carlstrom was extraordinarily kind.,“Yes,” Whitney said quickly, “the sooner any stain is removed from a member of the Service the better. We are not used to traitors!”.