They are very excellent to behold, and the young men find pleasure in looking at them." "Hugh," ejaculated the attentive Mahtoree.
"Ay, well may you put faith in what you hear, for it is no lie.

But when a youth has found a maiden to please him, he speaks to her in a voice so soft, that none else can hear.

He does not say, My lodge is empty and there is room for another; but shall I build, and will the virgin show me near what spring she would dwell?
His voice is sweeter than honey from the locust, and goes into the ear thrilling like the song of a wren.

Therefore, if my brother wishes his words to be heard, he must speak with a white tongue." Mahtoree pondered deeply, and in a wonder that he did not attempt to conceal.

It was reversing all the order of society, and, according to his established opinions, endangering the dignity of a chief, for a warrior thus to humble himself before a woman.