"She is mine?"
"She is yours."
"What shall be done to her if she has lost the spirit of our love?"
Again Dora Parse furiously struggled, but George Lane held her.
"What shall be done with her? If that is so?"
Aunty Lee, as the oldest woman present, now took up the replies, as was her right and duty:
"Let her go to that other, if she wishes, and do you close your tent and your wagon against her."
"And if she does not wish?"
"Then punish her."
"What shall be done to the man?"