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Portrait of Hugh Pendexter Hugh Pendexter Gentlemen of the North — Chapter 6 (1920)

The Sioux afoot and on horseback set up a loud howling, to frighten the animal, and discharged arrows in high arcs in the hope one might descend on the horse and send him galloping off. But the runaway continued feeding, quite used to his master's hullabaloo. When Flat Mouth was within ten or a dozen feet and moving slowly, the brute raised its head and glared viciously.
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Portrait of Hugh Pendexter Hugh Pendexter Gentlemen of the North — Chapter 6 (1920)

Flat Mouth grunted in approval as he watched me prepare myself. Taking two of the robes, he slit them in the middle and put them on as I had done, making his armour doubly thick. The calfskin he hung down his back.
"Dig holes," he said, walking to the edge of the timber.
"What is it now, Eshkebugecoshe?" I called after him, fearing he planned a fanatical display of bravery by charging the Sioux single-handed.
"We must have horses. It is the only way," he answered without looking back. Standing in the open, he paused to study the enemy.
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Portrait of Hugh Pendexter Hugh Pendexter Gentlemen of the North — Chapter 6 (1920)

Four savages were cautiously approaching the bank, depending on their shields, while their mates ran to procure some of the horses. Flat Mouth snatched up the white hides and held them before him with his left hand and ran toward the enemy. They began to fall back, shooting their arrows wildly. I gave Miss Dearness a hand, took my robes and fell in behind her to guard the rear. I had nothing but admiration for her coolness as we made for the woods, for she bothered to pick up the arrows the Sioux were wasting.
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