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"Hist! You Oto?" It was one of the Omaha squaws. How could she have guessed that he had been an Oto?
"No. White," responded Peter.
"Tell your chiefs the Sioux are bad. They will not let the big boats go. They play you a trick."
"I will tell," responded Peter. "You speak Oto well."
"I am Omaha, but I was in Oto village once. I saw you." And the squaw vanished.
