Bright Water
(Moved.) Therefore take it (offering bracelet again) as one woman from another—and you shall make a charm for me for love.
The Chisera
(Taking the gift.) I shall make it as though I loved him myself.
Bright Water
(Startled.) Oh, I did not say I loved him.
The Chisera
(Smiling.) No?
Bright Water
(Studying the pattern of her moccasin.) Is it true, Chisera, that you have been called to the Council that decides upon the war leader who is to be chosen in my father's place?