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| 5 | 208 | "That is not View more quotes about good">good meat, or good hide," said Bloketu, puzzled. |
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| 5 | 205 | "Separately," said Hci. |
| 5 | 206 | The hair rose again on the back of my neck. |
| 5 | 207 | "There," said Hci, pointing to the southwest, "is a fallen bull, a Cracked-Horns, of thirty winters". |
| 5 | 208 | "That is not good meat, or good hide," said Bloketu, puzzled. |
| 5 | 209 | "Attend to it, Bloketu," said Hci. |
| 5 | 210 | "Yes, Hci," she said. |
| 5 | 211 | The two women, then, Bloketu and Iwoso, the travois poles marking the grass behind their kaiila, took their way away. |