Part 7 (1/2)

But if a Chisera choose to confer them? (_With sudden feeling._) What question is there between us of Chief's daughter and Chisera? We are two women, and young.

BRIGHT WATER

(_Uncertainly._) The Chisera is the friend of the G.o.ds.

THE CHISERA

And therefore not the friend of any tribeswoman? (_Pa.s.sionately._) Oh, I am weary of the friends.h.i.+p of the G.o.ds! If I have walked in the midnight and heard what the great ones have said, is that any reason I should not know what a man says to a maid in the dusk--or do a kindness to my own kind--or love, and be beloved?

BRIGHT WATER

(_Moved._) Therefore take it (_offering bracelet again_) as one woman from another--and you shall make a charm for me for love.

THE CHISERA

(_Taking the gift._) I shall make it as though I loved him myself.

BRIGHT WATER

(_Startled._) Oh, I did not say I loved him.

THE CHISERA

(_Smiling._) No?

BRIGHT WATER

(_Studying the pattern of her moccasin._) Is it true, Chisera, that you have been called to the Council that decides upon the war leader who is to be chosen in my father's place?

THE CHISERA

I am to inquire of the G.o.ds concerning it.

BRIGHT WATER

(_Diffidently._) Chisera, I have heard--my father thinks--Simwa, the Arrow-Maker, is well spoken of.

(_The first note of the love call is heard far up the cliffs.

The_ CHISERA _starts and controls herself._)

THE CHISERA

(_Coldly, in dismissal._) Simwa needs the good word of no man. It shall be as the G.o.ds determine.

(_Goes over to hut. The love call sounds nearer._)

BRIGHT WATER

(_After a moment's hesitation._) Farewell, Chisera. (_She goes._)