Them Shoshones make about the best dressers of 'em all." "I don't quite understand--" "I meant hides.

They can make the best buckskin of any tribe I know." He walked on ahead in the dark for some time, before he added irrelevantly, "Well, after all, in some ways, women is women, my son, and men is men; that bein' the way this world is made just at these here present times.
As I was sayin', that's a powerful nice lookin' gal." I shuddered in my soul.

I glanced up at the heavens, studded thick with stars.

It seemed to me that I saw gazing down directly at me one cold, bright, reproving star, staring straight into my soul, and accusing me of being nothing more than a savage, nothing better than a man..