The horse, too, would be fed--when Ramon came. And he would take her to the
priest who was his friend, and together they would kneel before the priest.
But first, if Ramon would wait, she wanted to confess her sins, so that she
need not go into the new life bearing the sins of the old. The priest could
pray away the ache that was in her heart; and then, with her heart light as
air, she would be married with Ramon. It was long since she had confessed--
not since the priest came to the agency when she was there, before she ran
away to work in pictures for Wagalexa Conka.
Before her the glow deepened and darkened. A rabbit hopped out of a thick
clump of stunted bushes, sniffed the air that blew the wrong way to warn him,
and began feeding. Shunka Chistala gathered his soft paws under him, scratched
softly for a firm foothold in the ground, and when the rabbit, his back turned
and the evening wind blowing full in his face, fed unsuspectingly upon some
young bark that he liked, the little black dog launched himself suddenly
across the space that divided them. There was a squeak and a thin, whimpering
crying--and the little black dog, at least, was sure of his supper.
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