I don't
know that it would accomplish anything, but it would let them know, to
begin with, that we consider them friends; so it would be natural for them
to come with us; if we can't manage more than that to-day, it will give us
ground to try again."
"Splendid!" he said. "A splendid plan! It would let them see that at least
our part of the world thinks of them together, and expects them to be
friends. Splendid!"
"I have finished," said Leslie.
"I quite agree," answered Douglas. "No one could do better. That is the
ultimate beauty of the swamp made manifest. There is the horn! Your father
is waiting."
A surprise was also waiting. Mr. Winton had not only found the squaw who
brought the first basket, but he had made her understand so thoroughly
what was wanted that she had come with him, while at his suggestion she
had replaced the moccasin basket as exactly as she could and also made an
effort at decoration. She was smiling woodenly when Leslie and Douglas
approached, but as Leslie's father glimpsed and cried out over her basket,
the squaw frowned, drawing back.
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