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"Who are they waiting for?" says Mona, anxiously.,"Don't you think, sir, you would like to get ready for dinner?" says Geoffrey, with mock severity. "You can continue your attentions to my wife later on,—at your peril.","I wouldn't have suited her at all," says Geoffrey. "I should have bored her to extinction, even if she had condescended to look at me, which I am sure she never would.",As soon as it was dark, the man called the chiefs and old men to his lodge, and his wife taught them the song that she had heard. They prayed too, as the stone had said should be done. Before long they heard far off a noise coming. It was the tramp of a great herd of buffalo. Then they knew that the stone was powerful, and since that time the people have taken care of it and have prayed to it.,To Geoffrey perhaps the coming ordeal bears a deeper shade; as Mona hardly understands all that awaits her. That Lady Rodney is a little displeased at her son's marriage she can readily believe, but that she has made up her mind beforehand to dislike her, and intends waging with her war to the knife, is more than has ever entered into her gentle mind.,Mona, turning, confronts the frightened group in the corner, both men and women, with a face changed and aged by grief and indignation.,Star of her heart.,Seeing further talk is useless, Mona slips her hand into Rodney's and leads him down the road.,Interpreters commonly translate this word Na´pi as Old Man, but it is also the term for white man; and the Cheyenne and Arapahoe tribes tell just such stories about a similar person whom they also call "white man." Tribes of Dakota stock tell of a similar person whom they call "the spider.","It was Tim Ryan," returns Mona, wearily, feeling unequal to a long story just at present.,Here Mona and Dorothy grow suddenly deeply interested, and lean forward.,"Yet, I am letting him go free that he may be the perpetrator of even greater crimes.".