At this his dark face flames, and his eyes instinctively, yet almost against his will, seek hers.,
When he reached the camp he went to the lodge of Broken Bow—a brave young man, but very poor.,
"I have only one thought," says the woman, sullenly, "I can't betther it. An' that is, that it was a bitther day when first I saw the light.".
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