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Broken Bow filled his pipe and, handed it to him. He lighted it by a brand from the fire, and sent great puffs of smoke curling upward. This smoke met the other smoke and stopped it. It could not descend any lower. Does more bewitch me than when art "You have met only them, I suppose, as you belong to them.".
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