This was a disappointment, and the strange dialogue came therefore to a stand-still.

Each eyed the other in silence.

All at once the stranger stepped up to her, and extending his arms to the west, asked,-- "Uan save ?" She shrugged her shoulders in silence.
"Quio," he said now, and grasped her hand; "tupoge," pointing toward the Rito.

"Quio," he beckoned her to go with him.

"Puye," waving his hand to the north.