"All right--Mother Hart she tellum mebbyso let you go. This time
I no throw you in pond. You heap take care next time, mebbyso.
You no tellum big lie, me all time heap drunk. You kay bueno.
All time me tellum Mother Hart, tellum boys, tellum Viney, Lucy,
tellum Charlie and Tom and Sleeping Turtle you heap big liar. Me
tell Wally shont-isham. Him all time my friend--mebbyso him no
likum you no more.
"Huh. Get out--pikeway before I forget you're a lady!"
He laughed ironically, and pushed her from him so suddenly that
she sprawled upon the steps. The Indians grinned
unsympathetically at her, for Hagar was not the most popular
member of the tribe by any means. Scrambling up, she shook her
witch locks from her face, wrapped herself in her dingy blanket,
and scuttled away, muttering maledictions under her breath. The
watching group turned and followed her, and in a few seconds the
gate was heard to slam shut behind them. Grant stood where he
was, leaning against the milk-house wall; and when they were
gone, he gave a short, apologetic laugh.
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