Again they heard the feast shout, and he who called was the chief of the Bear society. After they had eaten and smoked the chief said,,
"It is an early hour to be astir," he says, awkwardly; then, finding she makes no response, he goes on, still more awkwardly. "Can you tell me if this path will lead me to the road for Plumston?",
All day long, and often far into the night, these two sat on a near-by hill and wailed, and their mourning was sad..
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