"
"I see what you mean," said Dorothy.
"Now for the business at hand," said Sitting Bull. "The assignment of
your guide: Let me see," he said, thumbing through a little black book.
"Ah, yes. I have a fine guide for you. His name is White Feather. He is
a Cherokee chief. He will join us soon. Now, young lady," continued
Sitting Bull, "I want you to know that I've been aware of you for some
time."
"You have?" replied Dorothy.
"Yes, indeed," said the Chief. "Do you remember studying my life at
school in your history lessons?"
"Yes, I do," replied Dorothy. "I remember very well."
"Well, when you were reading about my murder at the hands of the
soldiers, tears came into your eyes. The great love and compassion you
felt at that moment, I felt immediately and came at once to you. I put
my arms around you to comfort you, and you began to feel better. Of
course, you couldn't see or hear me, but nevertheless I was there."
"I did feel something, I did," said Dorothy. "It was like an electric
current around me. A sort of vibration.
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