She'll show up after a little." Annie-Many-Ponies stooped and slid safely past the window that might betray her, and then slipped away behind the house.

She waited, and she listened; for though the adobe walls were thick, there were open windows and her hearing was keen.

Within was animated babel and much laughter.
But not once again did Annie-Many-Ponies hear her name spoken.

Not once again did Wagalexa Conka remember her.

Save when she, that slim woman who bad come to play his leads, asked to see her, she had been wholly forgotten.