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"You may," says Mona, bracing herself for the ordeal. "Speak lower," said the old woman, "or you may be heard. We have no good food because there is a great snake here who is the chief of the camp. He takes all the best pieces. He lives over there in that snake-painted lodge." "That is a pretty verse," she says, quietly. "But I do not know the poem. I should like to read it.".
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The breeze is so light that hardly a trembling of the leafless branches breaks the deadly silence that reigns all round: When she is quite gone, he pulls himself together with a jerk, and draws a heavy sigh, and thrusting his hands deep into his pockets, continues his walk. "Yes," said Broken Bow. Mona obeys, feeling no shrinking from the kindly stout lady who is evidently bent on being "all things" to her. It does occur, perhaps, to her laughter-loving mind that there is a paucity of nose about the duchess, and a rather large amount of "too, too solid flesh;" but she smothers all such iniquitous reflections, and commences to talk with her gayly and naturally..
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