“He is very busy,” returned the Sergeant. “Will you give your name, and state your business?”
“Tell him that Segwuna, the Indian prophetess, has news to tell him.”
“Will you come in and be seated?” continued the military man, who ushered her into the outer office of the Adjutant-General.
Segwuna went into the outer office and sat down while the Sergeant rapped on the door of the private office, and a voice within said:
“Come in.”
The Sergeant opened the door carefully and walked up to the desk of the Adjutant-General and stood at attention until Major Andre turned from a letter on his desk and glanced up at the soldier, who saluted:
“What is it?” brusquely asked Andre.
“A young Indian woman, who calls herself Segwuna, the prophetess, wishes to bring you news.”
“Show her in, Sergeant Donovan,” ordered Andre.
The Sergeant went to the outer office, and politely informed Segwuna: