Wait ontil the Lance is in his own teepee on the Polecat; then come.' "Sunbright never moves, never looks up; but she hears an' she knows this is right.

No buck should steal a squaw while he's a guest.

The Lance walks on an' leaves her standin', head bowed an' motionless.
"Two days later the Lance is ag'in in his own teepee.

Sunbright counts the time an' knows that he must be thar.

She skulks from the camp of Black Cloud an' starts on her journey to be a new wife to a new husband.
"Sunbright is a mile from camp when she's interrupted.