Me come back speak to you. Me think, um Lisznayi woman wait at water-hole, no Vanderlip come, maybe she make much trouble. Much better Lisznayi woman go long way off. Maybe I think very good tell Lisznayi woman lie. Maybe say Vanderlip meet her twenty mile down trail. One Indian man take her on sled twenty mile down trail, then she sure make no trouble. FREDA _(Laughing.)_ A good idea. You hurry and fix it up, quick, and then start after Flossie. _(Sitka Charley starts to go.)_ One moment, Charley. Ten miles down river is Salmon Stake. One missionary man lives at Salmon Stake. Tell Indian man to take Lisznayi woman to missionary house and knock on door. Missionary man gets out of bed and lets them in. Indian man tells missionary man that Lisznayi woman come to see him, come to be good woman. _(She laughs merrily.)_ Understand? SITKA CHARLEY _(Laughing silently.)_ Very good. Dam good. All right. FREDA _(Turning to leave him.)_ And hurry as fast as you can. _(Freda, looking over one after another of couples and groups, and watched suspiciously by Mrs. McFee, continues search for Vanderlip and goes to left.)_ _(Sitka Charley starts toward street door, but is interrupted by Mrs. McFee.)_ MRS. MCFEE Who is that woman? SITKA CHARLEY Um crazy womans maybe. MRS. McFEE But who is she? SITKA CHARLEY _(Stirring the air with his hand to describe general mix-up.)_ Everybody somebody; somebody nobody; nobody anybody. What for? Sitka Charley no Sitka Charley. Sitka Charley somebody else. Somebody else Sitka Charley. MRS. McFEE _(With a sour smile of appreciation.)_ You do it very well. Allow me to congratulate you. SITKA CHARLEY What for long words? Sitka Charley don't know long words. MRS. McFEE Oh, I know you, Captain Eppingwell. SITKA CHARLEY Me no Captain Eppingwell. Me Sitka Charley. MRS. MCFEE You do it excellently. Even I would be almost deceived, I assure you, Captain Eppingwell. SITKA CHARLEY Me Captain Eppingwell? MRS. McFEE Of course you are. I knew you at once. SITKA CHARLEY Mrs. Eppingwell my squaw? MRS. MCFEE Yes, and Mrs. Eppingwell is your wife. Now tell me who that woman was. SITKA CHARLEY _(After holding head in both hands.)_ Me no drink whiskey all day. Yet me all the same drunk. Me no me. Me Captain Eppingwell. Me have one fine squaw. Wow! _(Soberly, holding one hand to head and shaking head.)_ Sitka Charley much sick. Sitka Charley go home. _(Starts for street door, but Mrs. McFee detains him.)_ MRS. McFEE No, no, Captain, you are coming with me to see how the supper is being laid, and you are going to tell me who that woman is. _(Sitka Charley does not want to go, but, vainly protesting, is lugged off by Mrs. McFee through door to left.)_ _(Capt. Eppingwell, who has lingered about, watches them got and when gone he takes off domino, hangs same on wall, and discloses himself in make-up of Sitka Charley. He proceeds to put wood in stove to right.)_