. The outcasts . ayer and a thief. All the Pale-face Long Knives are that; killing, kill-ing— stealing, stealing. Why, evenamong his own kind he is called * Cam-ous; and you, who were bred in theMan camps, know what that means.1 5 The Outcasts Of course, of course — ha! mostsurely it means a stealer of things.But I meant not to liken you to him,Brother Shag — it was only my fright;for even in my dreams I am always see-ing the terrible Camous. I have causeto remember him, Shag — it was thisway. Did I ever tell you ? Never, answered Shag, heavily. Well, it was this way : Once upona time, in the
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. The outcasts . ayer and a thief. All the Pale-face Long Knives are that; killing, kill-ing— stealing, stealing. Why, evenamong his own kind he is called * Cam-ous; and you, who were bred in theMan camps, know what that means.1 5 The Outcasts Of course, of course — ha! mostsurely it means a stealer of things.But I meant not to liken you to him, Brother Shag — it was only my fright;for even in my dreams I am always see-ing the terrible Camous. I have causeto remember him, Shag — it was thisway. Did I ever tell you ? Never, answered Shag, heavily. Well, it was this way : Once upona time, in the low hills they call Cypress, I was stalking a herd of antelope. Totell you the truth, I had been at it fortwo days. Waugh ! but they were wary.At last I worked within fair eyesight ofthem, and knowing the stupid desirethey have to look close at anything thatmay be strange to them, I took to my-self a clever plan. Lying on my backas though I were dead, I held my tailstraight up, and let the wind blow it 6 F.