I see you are my daughter's friend, white chief.
SMITH. I am, and would be yours, if you would let me.
POWHATAN. Your white braves take our land from us.
SMITH. They shall pay you. As I am chief here, they shall pay you.
POWHATAN. Your white braves take our corn from us. They will not let us fish in our own rivers.
SMITH. I did not know such wrongs were done you. My braves shall pay for everything in full.
POWHATAN. Then there shall be peace between us. Bring the peace pipe, braves. We will smoke in friendship with our brothers.
SMITH. And Pocahontas will be pardoned? You will take her back as your own daughter?
POWHATAN. Pocahontas will be pardoned, white chief. She shall come and go, as she may please, between our wigwams and yours, my brother.
[A brave comes with the peace pipe, which he gives to Powhatan, who hands it to Captain Smith.]