108 "How could I know?" argued The Hawk. He
received a sharp elbow in the ribs. "She is," he whispered, "she is, I
THINK!"
109 The Lady Hawk laughed. "I love you," she whispered, pulled herself
up to her husband, and they both went to sleep.
110 On the long trek home, every chance she got The Lady Hawk was with
the Muan women. She spoke to them in small groups, large groups,
sometimes they would gather outside the camp, and she would speak to
them
all at once. "What are you up to?" The Hawk asked one day.
111 "Nothing improper," insisted his Lady, "I am merely teaching them
your Laws, telling them what rights they have in your land, and that
having a sister wife isn't all that bad. After a time they will become
like real sisters, sharing the work, and, the fun!"
112 One day as they crossed the desert boundaries and entered The Land
of Spirit, The Lady Hawk came to The Hawk with several of the Muan
women. "My husband," she said, "it is time for your men to do honor to
these women. You have to mate them. Too long have they been taken to
bed and not been bound. Stop this caravan here, and now, let the men
make contracts, and sign them!"
113 "Wouldn't it be better," argued The Hawk, "to wait until they reach
their new homes, until they have met their new sisters and families?
Let them have pretty dresses, and a nice Temple. They do not want to be
mated in all this dirt and sand!"
114 The Lady Hawk looked at him suspiciously. "MY HUSBAND," she
insisted, "it is not like you to put off such a matter. You are a man
who believes in honor. Why do you refuse to conduct these ceremonies?"
115 "BECAUSE, my dearest one," answered The Hawk, "I made a mistake in
granting these men permission to