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Soon the young woman came back and said to her husband, "It is a girl baby. You are to have another wife.",Yet Violet, with her pretty, slow, trainante voice and perfect manner, and small pale attractive face, and great eyes that seem too earnest for the fragile body to which they belong, is as naught before Mona, whose beauty is strong and undeniable, and whose charm lies as much in inward grace as in outward loveliness.,She shrinks a little from the task, and would fain have evaded it altogether; though there is happiness, too, in the thought that here is an occasion on which she may be of real use to him. Will not the very act itself bring her nearer to him? Is it not sweet to feel that it is in her power to ease his pain? And is she not only doing what a tender wife would gladly do for her husband?,"Of love generally?—no," with a disdainful glance,—"merely of your love of comfort.","I hardly think I follow you," says Geoffrey, in a frozen tone. "In regard to what would you wish your servants deceived?","Always—indeed, always!" says Mona, with tears in her eyes; after which, with a last miserable glance, he strides away, and is lost to sight among the trees.,"Well," said the old man, "up here on Two Medicine Lodge Creek there are some people—up where the piskun is, you know.","From whom?" demands Mona, lazily, seeing the writing is unknown to her.,Kŭt-o-yĭs´ said to the old woman, "Now, grandmother, go into this snake lodge and take it for your own and everything that is in it.",Envious streaks,Then he said to them, "Where are there some more people?" They told him there were some camps down the river and some up in the mountains, but they said, "Do not go up there. It is bad because there lives Āi-sīn´-o-kō-kī—Wind Sucker. He will kill you.","I slept badly last night; I hardly slept at all," she says, plaintively, evading direct reply..