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80 hE LAvcHING Boy : IIT TTT She looked away, wanting to laugh, to cry, of swear, and to kick him. He could not know; how | could he know? She examined the line of his chix : the set of his lips, so very Indian in their fire § chiselling and faint outthrust. Devices raz | through her mind. This wasa N avajo. This was | something her missionaries and teachers never | dreamed of. This was part of what she loved. She | set her nails into the palms of her hands, Patience. ‘I have a friend near here who will speak to a § Singer to-morrow. He will be here to-morrow night.’ | They smoked again. At last he said, ‘I do not think I shall sleep in your house now. I think it will be well to sleep up there.’ ‘Yes; that will be better.’ He got his blanket. ‘I shall forget the trail.’ He loomed above her, in the play of darkness and firelight. She saw all the strength of the | Navajo people embodied, against the sky, and she | felt ashamed before it. ‘Four days is not long, Laughing Boy.’

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