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Updated: May 29, 2025
She ran to the end of the house, the wide kitchen, where the cooking was done. Wanamee and Mawha were in a discussion, as often happened. Pani sat with a great wooden platter on his knees, eating voraciously. Rose realized suddenly that she was hungry, and the smell of the broiling fish was appetizing. "I'm famished, Wanamee," she cried. "Will you give me some supper?"
She must run to warm her blood. She came in bright and glowing, her eyes in cordial shining. "Thank the Holy Mother that you have come," cried Mawha. "Miladi has been crying and going on and saying that you have deserted her. Wanamee could not comfort her. Run, quick." Miladi was sobbing as if her heart would break. Rose bent over her, smoothed her brow and hair, chafed the cold hands.
Mawha was doing Indian bead and feather work, and looked up with a cordial nod. "Get good and warm. I will tell miladi you have come. You will find her much changed, but she does not like it remarked upon." She and Wanamee were in an earnest talk when she was summoned.
Mawha, who had been a wife several times, a tall, rather severe-looking Indian woman, turned upon her. "Thou art well-grown and shouldst have a husband. Girls get too wild if they are let go too long. A husband keeps them in order." "I will have some supper," Rose said, with dignity, ignoring the stricture. Then she cleared a place on the table and brushed it clean with the birch twigs.
Mawha was brewing some herbs. Wanamee entered with a plate on which there was some wheaten toast. "She will not take it. She does nothing but fret for Monsieur, and say dreadful things about ma fille" then she stopped in a fright, seeing her master. "Where is Rose?" he asked. "She has not been here all day. I sent Pani to look for her, but he has not returned."
Rose wanted to ask a solemn question, but she did not dare. Presently Wanamee dozed off, but Rose watched until the eastern sky began to show long levels of light. There seemed an awesome stillness in the room. "Wanamee," she said faintly. The woman rose and looked at the figure on the bed, standing some seconds in silence. "Go out quietly, ma fille, and find Mawha. Send her in."
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