I should so like to hear their traditions about the voyage across the Atlantic and the old mill at Newport." Her remarks were interrupted by a short speech from the chief, whom she at first understood as relating the adventures of his ancestors, but who finally made it clear that he was asking them to take seats.

After they were arranged on a row of skins spread along the wall, a shy, meek, and pretty Moqui woman passed around a vase of water for drinking and a tray which contained something not unlike a bundle of blue wrapping paper.
"Is this to wipe our hands on ?" inquired Aunt Maria, bringing her spectacles to bear on the contents of the tray.
"It smells like corn bread," said Clara.
So it was.

The corn of the Moquis is blue, and grinding does not destroy the color.

The meal is stirred into a thin gruel and cooked by pouring over smooth, flat, heated stones, the light shining tissues being rapidly taken off and folded, and subsequently made up in bundles.
The party made a fair meal off the blue wrapping paper.

Then the meek-eyed woman reappeared, removed the dishes, returned once more, and looked fixedly at Thurstane's bloody sleeve.
"Certainly!" said Aunt Maria.