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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: Indians."
The Indian runner cut Joe's bonds, and once more attempted to lead him from
the lodge. Rage and misery shown in the lad's face. He pushed the runner
aside. He exhausted himself trying to explain, to think of Indian words enough
to show he was not the missionary. He even implored Girty to speak for him.
When the renegade sat there stolidly silent Joe's rage burst out.
"Curse you all for a lot of ignorant redskins. I am not a missionary. I am
Deathwind's friend. I killed a Delaware. I was the companion of Le Vent de la
Mort!"
Joe's passionate vehemence, and the truth that spoke from his flashing eyes
compelled the respect, if not the absolute belief of the Indians. The savages
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