THE BLACK FOX SKIN
So he did, but he did n't kill it. He shot it far back and left it in the woods . . . and I come along . . ."
"The brute!" exclaimed Sally.
"He's a dangerous Injin," said November, "and he's of a breed that never forgets."
"When he gets out of prison, you'll have to keep awake, Joe," said Val.
"When he gets out, I'll have the snow in my hair all right, and you and Sally'll be old married folks," retorted Joe. "You'll sure be tired of each other by then."
Sally looked at Val and Joe caught the look.
"Leastways," he added, "you'll pretend you are better 'n you do now."
We all laughed.
