As soon as the man saw his wife, he cried. He was not afraid. He did notcare now how soon he died. He cried because he was thinking of all thetrouble and death this woman had caused. "What have I done to you," heasked his wife, "that you should treat me this way? Did I not always useyou well? I never struck you. I never made you work hard."

"What does he say?" asked the Snake man.

"He says," said in reply the woman, "that when you are done smoking, you mustknock the ashes and fire out of your pipe on his breast."

The Snake was not a bad-hearted man, but he thought now that this woman hadstrong medicine, that she had Sun power; so he thought that everything mustbe done as she said. When the man had finished smoking, he emptied the pipeon the Piegan's breast, and the fire burned him badly.

Then the poor man cried again, not from the pain, but to think what a badheart this woman had. Again he spoke to her. "You cannot be a person," hesaid. "I think you are some fearful animal, changed to look like a woman."

"What is he saying now?" asked the Snake.