"Sister Ne-e-ar-go-ye," he said gravely, "did Ga-ha-no give you any message for Ta-wan-ne-ars?"
She hesitated.
"She said that if you asked for her I was to tell you to forget Ga-ha-no, that she was unworthy of your memory. But you were to believe that what she did for you tonight was in reparation for her first great wrong."
He bowed his head.
"And oh, Ta-wan-ne-ars," she went on impulsively, "she pays a bitter price. Forgive her."
Ta-wan-ne-ars looked up.
"Say this to Ga-ha-no," he answered. "Say Ta-wan-ne-ars thinks of her as a Lost Soul, tarrying for a while with Ata-ent-sic, and in the end he will come for her and bring her home again to his lodge. Say that Ta-wan-ne-ars never forgets."
He raised his right arm in the gesture of farewell, and stepped into the current of the stream.
"We part once more, Marjory," I said, offering my hand.
She took it.