Padahoon
She loves him. (During this scene bursts of Indian music and singing have been heard at intervals. It grows louder. Padahoon and Chisera look off.) They come this way, Chisera. You are right. When a man has married so fair a wife, there is not much left to be done for him.
The Chisera
(With bitter irony, as she moves over against Simwa's hut and puts up her blanket.) I am not so sure.
Tiawa
It is Chisera.
Seegooche
(With alarm.) Where is my daughter?
(Bright Water enters with the young girls, laughing and talking. Her hair is braided with golden poppies and falls over her shoulders. She sees the Chisera standing, tall and still, by Simwa's hut, her whole figure shrouded in a blanket, which is drawn up to cover all of her face but the eyes.)
Bright Water