"So be it," said the Linda, shrugging her shoulders.
"My sister is fatigued," said the chief. "A toldo is prepared for my sister; she shall repose a few hours."
"Chief," she replied, "my body feels no fatigue; I am strong. Your mosotones were very kind to me."
"Their chief had ordered them to do so," Antinahuel said, gallantly.
"I thank you for having given these orders."
"I love my sister," said the Toqui.
The young lady did not at all understand this blunt declaration of love.
"Oh, yes!" she exclaimed, innocently, "you love me—you have pity on me."
"I will make every effort to make my sister happy."
"Oh! it would be so easy to do that, if you really wished it!" she cried.