There was one exception, however, and that was Olfan, the warrior chief, who remained upon his feet, not seeming to relish the command to abdicate his authority thus brusquely in favour of a dwarf, were he god or man.
Otter, who was utterly bewildered, not comprehending a word of what had been said, and being unable to fathom the meaning of these strange antics, pointed at the chief with his spear by way of calling Juanna's attention to the fact that he was still standing.

But the great man interpreted the action otherwise; evidently he thought that the newly arrived god was invoking destruction on him.

His pride yielded to his superstition, and he sank to his knees also.
When the sound of the worshipping had passed away Juanna spoke again, addressing the old priest.
"Rise, my child," she said--he might well have been her great-grandfather--"and rise all ye, soldiers of the Spear and servants of the Snake, and hear my words.

Ye know me now, ye know me by the holy name, ye know me by the fashion of my face, and by the red stone that gleams upon my brow.

In the beginning my blood fell yonder and was frozen into such gems as these, which to-day ye offer yearly to him who is my child, and slew me.