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"Mornin', neighbors," he greeted the men in the buckboard, "won't you pull in?","H'm!" said Maurice. "It is devil-worship, pure and simple.",It was on this stream near the mountains that the Piegans were camped when Mīka´pi went to war. This was long ago.,"I saw nothing," said David, wearily. "God knows what has become of the body!","Exactly.","Throw them away," said his father; "throw them both away. That is not a root digger; that is not a dog.","It is like a fairy-tale, and quite as pretty," says little Dorothy, who is quite safe to turn out an inveterate matchmaker when a few more years have rolled over her sunny head.,They unbound the boy and pulled him off the horse. They went rapidly through his pockets and relieved him of everything they could find—his watch, small change, and the jackknife he always carried. Then, before he had a moment to limber up his cramped muscles, he was dumped unceremoniously into the hut and the door was pulled to.,"It's a scheme I've been thinking of for nearly a month now, and I've made all the arrangements before I came home; but if it doesn't appeal to you—well, there are no bones broken, and I can easily fix it up with Miss J—— that is, I can make other arrangements.",He smiled wanly, and her heart ached for him; but she knew sympathy was unsafe just then. “If you could see that comical, crooked eye of yours blinking at me, like a chicken asking your intentions, you’d laugh, Billy.”,Aunt Grenertsen was unusually disagreeable today. Not a word could he say about the apples, because he had so often before brought up that subject.,"Well, I do like a good story," says Violet, carelessly..