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LavGHIiNG Boy 215 ~ Just a few months more, a year at the most, and ‘seorge was making a lot of money in sheep. Some of that would come in handy. IT As summer approached, Laughing Boy became | restless and more worried at his own condition.

Had he offended a god, he wondered. He took a

| sweat-bath, sang, and tried a fast. It did not | seem to make much difference. He made up his mind one morning when he was | £aving to round up three ponies for sale. Slim . Sirl had seemed abstracted; he had noticed her . watching him curiously, seeming nervous. She ! zad been like that various times lately, yet what zzuld he say about it? It was just an impression. I ze felt sullen, snapped at her. Her hurt surprise | =—ade him miserable. As he mounted his horse, z= thought, ‘I must surely find a singer.’ There could be no doubt that he had done some | z-conscious wrong, deserting the Trail of Beauty. | -orces of evil were preying upon him, he was no | coger immune from bad thoughts. Stated in the . 1merican idiom, he decided he must be sick. It was the merest chance that he met Yellow ] Singer walking along the trail with a bundle over | x: shoulder. Laughing Boy debated consulting | 1m, and decided against it: not that ugly man.

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