light Woman made her speech very gentle.

"He will come again when the battle is over, and the days of the
purification are over. It is the work of the Po-Ahtun-ho to see that
the stranger is ever fed and covered with a shelter. So has he brought
you here, and so has he brought the lion skin robe to you here. When
the young moon has grown to the great circle, and the strangers have
gone again to the camp by the river, then will the Po-Ahtun-ho come to
you here in this place. He will come as the circle moon rises over
Na-im-be hills. Many prayers will be made ere that night time, and he
will come with wisdom to say the thing to be done. Until then the
strangers must not see you, and the young foolish men of our tribe
must not see you."

Not much of this was understood by the bewildered maid who must be
kept hidden in secret even in the land of her own people.

But Yahn Tsyn-deh, crouching in the sand outside the portal, heard and
understood, and her heart was glad with happiness, for a vengeance
would fall double strong on Tahn-te if it touched also the medicine
god woman, his mother!

From the broken, whispered sentences--half Navahu--half Te-hua--did
Yahn know that the hidden woman was indeed the Navahu witch maid by
whom evil spirits had been led from the west into the great valley.

It had been a wonder night in the life of Yahn Tsyn-deh. The love of
her wild heart had been given back to her--and vengeance against his
rival had been put within reach of her hands! The heights of Pu-ye
were enchanted--and the Ancient Star had shone on her with kindness.
It was a good time in her life and she must work in quickness ere the
change came, for the watchful gods of the sky do not stand still when
the signs are good signs.

And she crept back to the arms of her lover, and they watched together
the medicine shadow woman creep downward until the dark hid her.

Yahn counseled that at once they go to the governor and tell that
which they heard, but Ka-yema said "no," for if the Navahu enemy did
come, the power of Tahn-te was needed by the Te-hua warriors--it was
not the time to kill the witch woman or kill the prayer thoughts.

"You are strong to fight without Tahn-te," whispered the girl who made
herself as a vine in her clinging clasp of him.

"But not to fight against Tahn-te and his secret powers of the sky,"
answered Ka-yemo. "The old men know he is strong in visions. When the
time comes that he fall low in their s