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Alice and I rolled up my hair to curl it for the raising . She said it was so straight I looked like an Indian ! '' `` Mebbe you did , '' vigorously agreed Miranda , `` but ' t any rate you looked like a Christian Injun , 'n' now you look like a heathen Injun ; that 's all the difference I can see . What can we do with her , Jane , between this and nine o'clock ? '' `` We 'll all go out to the pump just as soon as we 're through breakfast , '' answered Jane soothingly . `` We can accomplish considerable with water and force . '' Rebecca nibbled her corn-cake , her tearful eyes cast on her plate and her chin quivering .