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           "Dealwith?Notme,notmyjob.Theypaymetoappraise,notfraternize."

           ThisgetsalaughoutofJohn.

           "Yes,that’strue.Butsomeoneshouldinformthemofthegovernment’splans."

           "Iftheydon’talreadyknow,they’llknowsoonenough."

           "Itwouldbeverysimpletogoinandtalkwithhim."

           "Insideinthatsqualor?Why,I’lljustbetyouanythingthatplaceisacrawlwithblackwidows.Theysaythese‘dobeshacksalwayshousearegularcivilizationinthewallsbetweenthesods.Andhot,lord-a-mercy,Ihopetotellyou.I’llwagerit’saregularoveninthere.Look,lookhowoverdonelittleHiawathaishere.Ho.Burnttoafairturn,heis."

           Helaughsanddabsathisheadandwhenthewomanlooksathimhestopslaughing.HeclearshisthroatandspitsintothedustandthenwalksoverandsitsdownintheswingPapabuiltformeinthejunipertree,andsitsthereswingingbackandforthalittlebitandfanninghimselfwithhisStetson.

           WhathesaidmakesmemadderthemoreIthinkaboutit.HeandJohngoaheadtalkingaboutourhouseandvillageandpropertyandwhattheyareworth,andIgetthenotionthey’retalkingaboutthesethingsaroundmebecausetheydon’tknowIspeakEnglish.TheyareprobablyfromtheEastsomeplace,wherepeopledon’tknowanythingaboutIndiansbutwhattheyseeinthemovies.Ithinkhowashamedthey’regoingtobewhentheyfindoutIknowwhattheyaresaying.