Luck, feeling perchance the intensity of her gaze, turned in the saddle and
looked back. The eyes of Annie-Many-Ponies softened and saddened, because this
was the last time she would see Wagalexa Conka riding away to make
pictures--the last time she would see him. She lifted her hand, and made the
Indian sign of farewell--the peace-go-with-you sign that is used for solemn
occasions of parting.
Luck pulled up short and stared. What did she mean by that? He reined his
horse around, half minded to ride back and ask her why she gave him that
peace-sign. She had never done it before, except once or twice in scenes that
he directed. But after all he did not go. They were late in getting started
that morning, which irked his energetic soul; and women's whims never did
impress Luck Lindsay very deeply. Besides, just as he was turning to ride
back, Annie stooped and went into her tent as though her gesture had carried
no especial meaning.
Then in her tent he heard her singing the high, weird chant of the Omaha
mourning song anad again he was half- minded to go back, though the wailing
minor notes, long drawn and mournful, might mean much or they might mean
merely a fit of the blues.
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