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"Now, then, white people," said the chief, "come to my house You are

welcome there, now and always You have this day saved rateful"

Inside the hut Kathlyn drew the child toward her and gently pressed

open the tightly clutched fingers She plucked the sovereign from the

little pink pally

"Gold! They lied to me! I knew it"

"Yes," said Bruce "They did find the treasure They brought it here

and buried it quickly And we believe your little girl knohere

Question her"

It was not an easy matter The child was naturally shy, and the

presence of all these white skinned people struck her usually babbling

tongue with a species of paralysis But her father was patient, and

word by word the secret was dragged out of her She told of the stolen

bullock cart, of the digging in the sand, of the holy one

In some manner they reed upon that they all return to the camp and steal back at once in

a roundabout way They would come sufficiently ar with his child

So while U-place, reasonably certain

that his eneeht,

the rightful owners were directed to the broken stick in the daht, when Ureeted thehter