That is why I thought no sin if you should kiss me--on such a night." She sat up in her blanket; and I sat up, too.
* "Tekasenthos," she said.
[* "I am weeping."] * "Chetena, you are laughing!" [* "Mouse."] * "Neah.

Tekasenthos!" she insisted.
[* "No, I am weeping."] "Why ?" "You do not love me," she remarked, kicking off one ankle moccasin.
* "Kenonwea-sasita-ha-wiyo, chetenaha!" I said, laughing.
[* "I love your beautiful foot, little mouse."] * "Akasita?
Katontats.

But is that all of me you love ?" [* "My foot?
I consent."] "The other one also." "The other one also." * "Neah-wenh-a, O Loskiel.

I shall presently slay you and go to sleep." [* "I thank you."] There fell a silence, then: "Do you not know in your heart how it is with me ?" I said unsteadily.
She lay down, facing me.
"In my heart I know, beloved above all men! But I am like a child with you--desiring to please, ardent, confused, unaccustomed.

And everything you say delights me--and all you do--or refrain from doing--thrills me with content....