Indians
Aye, aye. Let Simwa die! A judgment! A judgment!
Simwa
(Aside to his wife.) My quiver, hand me my quiver!
Chief
Simwa, as thou art a son to me, I fear the charge is just. But do you entreat the Chisera to go before the gods for us, then will this evil pass.
Simwa
(Rising.) And if I choose to have it said that when the tribesmen of Sagharawite took a woman to Council, only Simwa stood out against it?
Chief
Then must I give judgment.