Rita knew no more about lions than did her adopted sister, but by the time they had turned over a few more pages their curiosity was aroused to a high degree.
Even Ni-ha-be wanted to hear all that the "talking leaves" might have to say in explanation of those wonderful pictures.
It was too bad of Rita to have been "born white" and not to be able to explain the work of her own people at sight.
"What shall we do with them, Ni-ha-be?"
"Show them to father."
"Why not ask Red Wolf?"
"He would take them away and burn them. He hates the pale-faces more and more every day."
"I don't believe he hates me."
"Of course not. You're an Apache now, just as much as Mother Dolores, and she's forgotten that she was ever white."
"She isn't very white, Ni-ha-be. She's darker than almost any other woman in the tribe."