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 of triumph; but so faint was the sound that Almayne could scarcely hear it.

Once more Awi Agwa thrust at his dead enemy. Then suddenly he seemed to become aware of the hunter standing in full view not thirty yards away. The giant bull turned and walked slowly across the meadow towards the woods beyond. He did not see Almayne raise his right hand above his head in the stately Cherokee gesture of farewell.