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'I'll tell you what, Bubbles,' said Dimple, after a moment's pause, rising from the long grass where the two had been sitting. 'Let's play Indian. You make such a lovely Indian, just like a real one. I am almost afraid of you when you are painted up, and have feathers in your head.