What I meant was--" "What you meant was Annie," Luck broke in uncompromisingly.

"And I'm not condemning her just because things look black.

You don't know Indians the way I know them.

There's some things an Indian will do, and then again there's some things they won't do.

You boys don't know it--but yesterday morning when we left the ranch, Annie-Many-Ponies made me the peace-sign.