““This is nothing, Walks the Fire. My anger came when you would not speak of your sadness.I thought you longed for the whites,that you cared nothing for us,that you feared telling me.To have many sons would be a wonderful thing. I cannot lie about that.But if having many sons means I must take another woman, then I would choose no sons and keep Walks the Fire in my tepee.Your heart cries out for children....my heart cries out only for you,best-beloved.””
