To his pleased surprise, Joan backed him up in the decision; for, glancing at her once during the firing, he had seen her white face, like a glittering sword in its fighting intensity, the nostrils dilated, the eyes bright and steady and shining.
"Poor brutes," she said.

"They act only according to their natures.

To eat their kind and take heads is good morality for them." "But they should be taught not to take white men's heads," Sheldon argued.
She nodded approval, and said, "If we find one head we'll burn the village.

Hey, you, Charley! What fella place head he stop ?" "S'pose he stop along devil-devil house," was the answer.

"That big fella house, he devil-devil." It was the largest house in the village, ambitiously ornamented with fancy-plaited mats and king-posts carved into obscene and monstrous forms half-human and half-animal.