I think I shall be rather choice as a squaw!" "You ought to have me with you as your 'brave'!" chuckled Hereward.
"It's a 'Ladies Only' dance, so you can't be invited, my boy! There won't be a solitary masculine individual present--even the gardener will have gone home." "You bet folks will peep in!" "No, they won't.

The premises are strictly private." Quenrede was in some respects a clever and ingenious little person.

She was not much good at ordinary dressmaking, where fashion must be followed, but she displayed great originality in her construction of Ingred's fancy costume.

There were two clean sacks in the house, and she commandeered them.

She cut one into a skirt and the other into a jumper, stitched up the sides, and frayed out the bottoms to represent fringes.
Then she took her water-color paints, mixed them with Chinese white to form a strong body color, and painted Indian patterns on both garments.
The head-dress she considered a triumph.