"Rita," said Ni-ha-be, as they rode down to the river, "your blanket is loose. Red Wolf and Knotted Cord are watching us."
"Send Warning is not there."
"No, of course not. He is with the chiefs. Don't let them see we are looking at them."
"I'm not looking at them."
"Neither am I. I don't care for Red Wolf either."
"And I don't care whether Knotted Cord sees me or not. I wish I could talk with Send Warning."
"What for?"
"To ask about the talking leaves."
"Knotted Cord could tell you. He is a pale-face."
"He is a mere boy. Send Warning's head is very white."