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Wednesday
took
his
arm
.
"
There
,
"
he
said
,
pointing
to
two
identical
hillocks
of
frozen
rock
-
glass
to
their
left
.
"
Walk
between
those
two
mounds
.
Walk
beside
me
.
"
They
walked
,
and
the
cold
air
and
bright
daylight
smashed
into
Shadow
’
s
face
at
the
same
time
.
He
stopped
,
closed
his
eyes
,
dazzled
and
light
-
blinded
,
then
,
shading
his
eyes
with
his
hand
,
he
opened
them
once
more
.
They
were
standing
halfway
up
a
gentle
hill
.
The
mist
had
gone
,
the
day
was
sunny
and
chill
,
the
sky
was
a
perfect
blue
.
At
the
bottom
of
the
hill
was
a
gravel
road
,
and
a
red
station
wagon
bounced
along
it
like
a
child
’
s
toy
car
.
A
gust
of
wood
smoke
stung
Shadow
’
s
face
,
making
his
eyes
tear
.
The
smoke
came
from
a
building
nearby
,
which
looked
as
if
someone
had
picked
up
a
mobile
home
and
dropped
it
on
the
side
of
the
hill
thirty
years
ago
.
It
was
much
repaired
,
patched
,
and
,
in
places
,
added
onto
:
Shadow
was
certain
that
the
galvanized
tin
chimney
,
from
which
the
wood
smoke
was
coming
,
was
not
part
of
the
original
structure
.
As
they
reached
the
door
it
opened
,
and
a
middle
-
aged
man
with
dark
skin
,
sharp
eyes
and
a
mouth
like
a
knife
-
slash
looked
down
at
them
and
said
,
"
Eyah
,
I
heard
that
there
were
two
white
men
on
their
way
to
see
me
.
Two
whites
in
a
Winnebago
.
And
I
heard
that
they
got
lost
,
like
white
men
always
get
lost
if
they
don
’
t
put
up
their
signs
everywhere
.
And
now
look
at
these
two
sorry
beasts
at
the
door
.
You
know
you
’
re
on
Lakota
land
?
"
His
hair
was
gray
,
and
long
.
"
Since
when
were
you
Lakota
,
you
old
fraud
?
"
said
Wednesday
.
He
was
wearing
a
coat
and
a
flap
-
eared
cap
,
and
already
it
seemed
to
Shadow
unlikely
that
only
a
few
moments
ago
under
the
stars
he
had
been
wearing
a
broad
-
brimmed
hat
and
a
tattered
cloak
.
"
So
,
Whiskey
Jack
.
You
sad
bastard
.
I
’
m
starving
,
and
my
friend
here
just
threw
up
his
breakfast
.
Are
you
going
to
invite
us
in
?
"
Whiskey
Jack
scratched
an
armpit
.
He
was
wearing
blue
jeans
and
an
undershirt
the
gray
of
his
hair
.
He
wore
moccasins
,
and
he
seemed
not
to
notice
the
cold
.
Then
he
said
,
"
I
like
it
here
.
Come
in
,
white
men
who
lost
their
Winnebago
.
"
There
was
more
wood
smoke
in
the
air
inside
the
trailer
,
and
there
was
another
man
in
there
,
sitting
at
a
table
.
The
man
wore
stained
buckskins
,
and
was
barefoot
.
His
skin
was
the
color
of
bark
.
Wednesday
seemed
delighted
.
"
Well
,
"
he
said
,
"
it
seems
our
delay
was
fortuitous
.
Whiskey
Jack
and
Apple
Johnny
.
Two
birds
with
one
stone
.
"
