The Book of Mormon Sleuth, Vol. 2: The Lost Tribe

Moving slowly over the top of a small hill came ten or twelve men. They stopped at the top, standing in a single line facing us. They looked like warriors from another time, several of them holding spears in an upright position. Many of them had bushy beards. Their faces were hard and stern.

'Are they going to hurt us?' Meg asked.

'I don't know,' Dad answered. 'But we've apparently made them very angry.'

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