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Painted Faces and Long Hair
Instead,hedancedasteportwo,thenrememberedhisdignityandstoodstill,grinning.Henoticedbloodonhishandsandgrimaceddistastefully,lookedforsomethingonwhichtocleanthem,thenwipedthemonhisshortsandlaughed.
Ralphspoke.
"Youletthefiregoout."
Jackchecked,vaguelyirritatedbythisirrelevancebuttoohappytoletitworryhim.
"Wecanlightthefireagain.Youshouldhavebeenwithus,Ralph.Wehadasmashingtime.Thetwinsgotknockedover—"
"Wehitthepig—"
"—Ifellontop—"
"Icutthepig’sthroat,"saidJack,proudly,andyettwitchedashesaidit."CanIborrowyours,Ralph,tomakeanickinthehilt?"
Theboyschatteredanddanced.Thetwinscontinuedtogrin.
"Therewaslashingsofblood,"saidJack,laughingandshuddering,"youshouldhaveseenit!"
"We’llgohuntingeveryday—"
Ralphspokeagain,hoarsely.Hehadnotmoved.
"Youletthefiregoout."
