"Anytime the subject of Indians comes up they talk about Jim, at least in Ester. Jim was a white boy captive taken back from the Indians. He couldn't adjust to white ways. Ask me, knowing them Hoody boys, they wouldn't let him, but the up-shoot of it is, he tore into them one day and nearly killed them before he could be pulled off."
Poppin shrugged. "Maybe he didn't have Sam's sense of humor. I don't know, and half of what they said, I don't believe. The point I'm making is, the boy was white, born white anyway. He was taught to live like the Indians, and no way around it, the Indian way is savage. So Jim was savage. A white savage, if ya will."
"How long would it take to turn a child?" Queens wondered aloud.
"Who knows, but it sure takes longer to unlearn than it takes to learn. That was ten years or so ago, and it don't sound like he has yet."
"Raping," he said, shaking his head.
"An Indian takes what he wants."