The medicine of the Chisera is very powerful, but one must allow a little credit to the gods. Simwa was chosen war leader by the trial of the seven sticks. As the gods willed, they made the sticks to fall. Is it not so, Chisera?
The Chisera
(Sullenly, from her blanket.) I do not know. I did not look. (Letting fall her blanket and speaking proudly.) I had persuaded the Friend to give victory to the war leader. What should I care for the sticks? A day and a night I made medicine, and the sign was sure. I said “Simwa” and the gods confirmed it.
(The Indians remain silent, but draw a little away from Simwa.)
Bright Water
(Rising and turning toward her.) Chisera, why should you make medicine for Simwa?
The Chisera
Chief's daughter, do not ask.
Bright Water
Chief's daughter I am, and wife of the war leader. Why should you concern yourself with his affairs?