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 Mehitable, feeling suddenly very sick and queer and commencing weakly to cry.

The Indian turned at the sound of her voice and regarded her stoically.

"Ugh," he agreed. "It bite! I die!"

And to prove it he turned and displayed his shoulder, for his blanket had dropped to the floor. Already upon his smooth brown skin the fatal result of the snake bite was revealing itself!