From: Flight <com...@ba...> - 2009-12-09 14:58:32
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Pon him. THE CHISERA Is it so? SEEGOOCHE (_Thinking she has gained a point._) It is indeed as you said; he makes no more arrows, and his luck in the hunt is gone from him. And the men mock him. A war leader should not be mocked, Chisera. THE CHISERA No more should a friend of the gods, but Simwa mocked me. SEEGOOCHE (_Loosing hope._) He was mad, Chisera, he had eaten rattle-weed. But my daughter did not mock you. Think of my daughter! THE CHISERA When does your daughter ever think of me? SEEGOOCHE (_Broken and drooping._) Every day she thinks of you. When she is a-hungered, when her man brings her nothing from the hunt--as--you have said, Chisera. When she digs roots with the old women and no one prevents her for the sake of a child to be born. THE CHISERA (_With relish._) Does she dig roots? SEEGOOCHE With the barren women. Also her beauty goes, she is so thin with the famine. THE CHISERA (_Baring her arm._) I also am thin. (_From this moment some perception of the pervasive misery of the situation enters her mind and begins to color her speech._) CHIEF Hunger and sickness and war have come into the camp because you kept not your heart, Chisera. Yet a greater than all these shall come upon you if you forget your tribal obligation. THE CHISERA (_Rising on one knee._) What obligation have I owed, Chief Rain Wind, and not remembered it? CHIEF That which lies upon all that have power with the Friend of the Soul of Man. Only the gods can save us, and only you know the true and acceptable road to them. THE CHISERA (_Rising and moving toward her hut._) I am overweary for the road; let Simwa find it. (_An arrow, with a feathe |