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The birds, as though once more led by the balmy mildness of the day into the belief that summer has not yet forsaken them, are singing in the topmost branches of the trees, from which, with every passing breeze, the leaves fall lightly. "You insult me," says Dorothy, growing even whiter than she was before, "when you speak to me of—of——" "Go home now to your wife and your child, and when you are hungry hunt like any one else. If you do not, you shall die.".
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As they travelled along looking for roots, they passed near a cave, and at its mouth stood a buffalo cow. The dog ran into the cave, and the root digger, slipping from the woman's hand, followed, gliding along over the ground like a snake. In this cave were found all the buffalo and the other game. They began to drive them out, and soon the prairie was covered with buffalo, antelope, and deer. Never before were so many seen. "Then tell me where you come from, and perhaps I may be able." She speaks softly, but quickly, as do all the Irish, and with a brogue musical but unmistakable. "'Perdition catch my soul, but I do love thee,'" replies he, quite as softly. Mona, turning, confronts the frightened group in the corner, both men and women, with a face changed and aged by grief and indignation..
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