"Wagh!" said the amantzin; "My mother cannot lie; she is wise. What more can I do for her?" And he slipped the necklace into the same receptacle with the bracelets.
"My father must lead me to the toldo of the great white chief who fights in the ranks of the Apache warriors."
"My daughter would speak to the white chief?"
"I would."
"The white chief is a wise man; will he admit women?"
"Let not that trouble my father; tonight I must speak with the white chief."
"Good; my mother shall speak to him. But this woman?" And he pointed to Doña Hermosa.
"That woman," answered Manuela, "is a friend of the Tigercat. She too is charged with a mission to the sachem."
The sorcerer shook his head.
"The warriors must spin the vicuña wool," said he, "since women make war, and sit at the council fire."