“Have you another?”
“Yes,” said the boy, “but we pray for rain every day, because the other reservoir is nearly empty also.”
Just then Teni thought of Mavo, so they started back.
On the way they stopped at a round room which was in the center of this queer house.
“What is this room?” said Teni.
“The kiva,” said the boy. “All the men of this cliff village sleep here on the skins which you see scattered about.”
On a shelf in one part of the kiva was a curious-looking doll baby with a painted face, long hair, and bright-colored clothes.
This doll was an idol, so the children stopped to put some red corn at its feet, touching its dress very gently.