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"I can't argue against a brute," she said "The entlemen Tell one of your filthy squaws to come and help me"

"Molly! Pronto!" Like a brown lizard the fat squaw scuttled to Rhoda's side

In a little dressing-roo Molly helped the girl very gently When she was done she smoothed the blue-shirted shoulder complacently

"Heap nice!" she said "Make 'em sick squaw heap warm You no 'fraid! Kut-le say cut off nose, kill 'eood to white squaw"

The touch was the touch of a wo Rhoda gave a little sob

"Kut-le, he good!" Molly went on "He a big chief's son He strong, rich You no be afraid You look heap pretty"

Involuntarily Rhoda glanced at herself The new clothes were very co that neither clothing nor circuure She was tall for a wo like velvet The high-laced boots caolden hair save for short curling locks in front She would have charht, as she stepped fro-rooht, you're in shape to travel, now Where are your other clothes? Molly, bring them all here!"

Rhoda, followed the squaw and together they folded the cast-off clothing Rhoda saw that her scarf had blown near the cañon edge A quick thought ca adoration of the dainty underwear Rhoda tied a pebble into the scarf and dropped it far out into the depths below Then she returned to Molly