(Looking steadily at Simwa.) Aye—where he loves—(Pleadingly.) Simwa! Simwa!

(She drops her blanket and turns away.)

Seegooche

(Lifting her basket to her shoulder again.) Let us go on with the marriage.

Padahoon

(To the company.) If the Chisera knows any reason why this marriage should not go on, should she not say it openly? A word half spoken breeds suspicion faster than flies at killing time.

Chief

What talk is this of reasons? Have I not the disposing of my daughter in marriage? Reason enough, if I wish it so.

Padahoon

That which is most reasonable to men, the gods see otherwise.