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At the appointed time I sat on the beach waiting for the Indian. He did not come and there was no sign of his boat.
An Indian woman came down the bank carrying a heavy not-walking-age child. A slim girl of twelve was with her. She carried a paddle and going to a light canoe that was high on the sand, she began to drag it towards the sea.