Strike the woman who would dare assist a warrior.

Strike--" "Deep in his heart she plunged the ready steel," and she drew it out, the life blood came quickly.

She alone heard his dying groan.
She left the teepee--her work was done.

It was easy to wash the stains on her knife in the waters of the lake.
When her mother arose, she looked at the pale countenance of her daughter.

In vain she sought to understand her muttered words.
Harpstenah, as she tried to sleep, fancied she heard the wild laugh of the water spirits.