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THE HERITAGE OF THE SIOUX "Well, Lite, you keep your sights lined up on that Injun, then. 'N' if they's a crooked move made towards Luck, you cut loose—'n' say! You shoot to kill, this time!" He shook his finger in Lite's face admonishingly. S all right t' nip 'em here 'n' take a hunk out there jest t' kinda take their minds off'n us—'s all right enough so fur, 'n' I ain't kickin' none 'cause yuh ain't killed off yuh hit. But if this here's a trick t' git Luck, you kill that Injun. 'N' if you don't do it I'll go out there m'self 'n' choke the dang skunk t' death!"

"I'll kill him—don't worry about that," Lite promised—and the look in his eyes told them that the Indian was doomed at the first sign of treachery.

"You fellers wanta keep an eye peeled fer them in the grove," Applehead warned. "We ain't goin' t' give 'em no chanst t' sneak up 'n' skulp us whilst we're watchin' Luck 'n' his dang-fool pow-wowin' out there in the middle."

"Aw, gwan! They wouldn't dast skelp white folks!" There was a wail in the voice of Happy Jack.

"They dast if they git the chanst," Applehead 276