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Her face was ever turned toward it.
No Man called to her angrily, and reached for his stick.
"Don't strike me, No Man," she said, "for I have brought you a good thing."
"What good thing have you brought?" asked No Man.
"I have brought the moose meat," she let it fall to the ground as also her weapons, "and I have brought this."
