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anger, and his breast swelled with pride, and for once he was grateful to She Wolf.
"I was not so long about it as Strong Hand," he said, and there was a kind of strut in his voice, "and furthermore it is a man-child while his is but a girl."
Then he took the child and held it clumsily. It was very little and covered with soft down, for all the world like a tiny monkey, and it clung to No Man's fingers with its little hands.
"He has not cried out
