A henkyl! Oh! if you ask them,
they say it's a freak of an animal that they
hunt up and down in the woods, trying to
get its scalp, or--or catch it alive. Which
they seldom or never do!" Jessie's eyes
sparkled. "Stud says a whole 'henkyl'
is hard to capture; it's so sure to shed its
horns or its teeth just as you pounce ??. 5??@
upon it.

Pem was staring intently at the speaker,
her black brows drawn together over eyes
as speculatively blue as ever they had been
in Toandoah's laboratory when grasping,
or trying to, grave problems of the air.

"Oh! I know. I know!" she cried
suddenly, the blue breaking up in the
firelight into a harlequin patchwork of
merry gleams. "A henkyl! Why-y! it's
a joke. A joke that they're forever chasing
up and down, trying to get a laugh against
somebody,--that absurd brigade!"

"Companionship with a Thunder Bird
has sharpened your wits," smiled the Guard-@
ian. "A practical joke it is, that most
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