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24 LavcHING Boy RA A A A A A A A A A A A A A A AA AA AAA AAA AAA AAA ‘From Besh Senil. We are going to the Moqui.’ ‘Ei-yei! That's far! Why do you want to see the Moqui?’ ‘We want to see them dance with snakes.’ ‘They are crazy to do that. Qur dances are better.’ ‘Perhaps. Well, this man says your belt is pretty good, and he will give you forty for it. No more.’ ‘No, seventy, no less.” He buckled it on again. ‘Perhaps we can give you forty-five, but that is all.’ Laughing Boy took the cigar again. It was a long time burning down. He wondered if he would die and be brought to life again, like the magician who smoked with Natinesthani. ‘What does the Indian want?’ the tourist asked. ‘He still says seventy; it’s too much.’ ‘Get it if you can.’ Laughing Boy whispered, ‘What are they say- ing, Grandfather?’ ‘I'm not sure. That one who speaks Navajo says “too much,” I think. The pink one says “get it.” The guide spoke to them. ‘This man says he will give you fifty because he likes your belt. He cannot give any more.’ ‘No, I do not want to sell. He does not want to hE = a a OS Ot She ie NORAD’ i aa i dm i i i a ei peo