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`` Oh ! '' The savior was stunned for an instant , but he recovered . `` No , I did n't know . But in Nevada , I 'm told , the Indians eat Irishmen alive , and those that are left are shot down by white desperados on C Street every day just at noon ! We could n't live here , could we ? '' Sissy gasped . She opened her lips as if to speak , but closed them again , and suddenly , in the instant 's pause , there came an irresistible giggle from Split , already out in the hall .