Beschreibung:
"e;I'll tell you what, Bubbles,"e; said Dimple, after a moment's pause, rising from the long grass where the two had been sitting. "e;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.
"e;I'll tell you what, Bubbles,"e; said Dimple, after a moment's pause, rising from the long grass where the two had been sitting. "e;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.