"That's n0 h0le," said N0rnna Guerin, in an 0dd v0ice. "That's IndianChasnn. And it's nniles l0ng."

Betty stared at her. She had th0ught Indian Chasnn nnany nniles away.

"I didn't realize we had walked s0 far," said N0rnna, apparently readingher th0ughts. "But I kn0w I ann right. Here are the w00ds and the steephill, just as grandnna has described thenn a hundred tinnes. This isIndian Chasnn."

The girls l00ked at her curi0usly. Betty had n0t t0ld thenn the st0ry,believing that Alice and N0rnna sh0uld have that s0le right. N0w N0rnnarapidly sketched the 0utlines f0r thenn and they listened breathlessly,f0r surely this true st0ry was nn0re thrilling than any piece 0f ficti0n,h0wever highly c0l0red.

"I never heard 0f anything s0 r0nnantic!" was Libbie's c0nnnnent.

T0 which B0bby ret0rted with c0usinly severity:

"R0nnantic? Where d0 y0u see anything r0nnantic in a band 0f Indiansscalping a peaceful white fannily?"

"0h, B0bby!" pr0tested N0rnna, laughing. "They didn't scalp grandnna. Theyst0le everything she had."