ut that night, as he slept in his tent, the
girl-widow came to him, waked him, and told him to follow her. He came
forth, and she led him softly through the silent camp to that wood which
we see over there. He told her she need not go on. Without a word, she
reached over and kissed him on the breast. Then he understood. He
told her that she could not come with him, for there was that lady in
England--his wife, eh? But never mind, that will come. He was too great
to save his life, or be free at the price. Some are born that way. They
have their own commandments, and they keep them.

"He told her that she must go back. She gave a little cry, and sank down
at his feet, saying that her life would be in danger if she went back.

"Then he told her to come, for it was in his mind to bring her to Fort
O'Glory, where she could marry an Indian there. But now she would not
go with him, and turned towards the village. A woman is a strange
creature--yes, like that! He refused to go and leave her. She was in
danger, and he would share it, whatever it might be. So, though she
prayed him not, he went back with her; and when she saw that he would go
in spite of all, she was glad: which is like a woman.

"When he entered the tent again, he guessed her danger, for he stepped
over the bodies of two dead men. She had killed them. As she turned at
the door to go to her own tent, another woman faced her. It was the wife
of the king, who had suspected, and had now found out. Who can tell
what it was? Jealousy, perhaps. The Great Slave could tell, maybe, if he
could speak, for a man always knows when a woman sets him high. Anyhow,
that was the way it stood. In a moment the girl was marched back to her
tent, and all the camp heard a wicked lie of the widow of the king's
son.

"To it there was an end after the way of their laws.

"The woman should die by fire, and the man, as the king might will. So
there was a great gathering in the place where we are, and the king sat
against that big white stone, which is now as it was then. Silence was
called, and they brought the girl-widow forth. The king spoke:

"'Thou who hadst a prince for thy husband, didst go in the night to the
tent of the slave who killed thy husband; whereby thou also becamest a
slave, and didst shame the greatness which was given thee. Thou shalt
die, as has been set in our laws.'

"The girl-widow rose, and spoke. 'I did not know, O king, that he whom
thou madest a slave sle