There is no fiercer, more intense, devotion
than that the Sioux girl gives the warrior who wins her love. She
becomes his abject slave. She will labor, lie, steal, sin, suffer, die,
_gladly_ die for him, if only she believes herself loved in turn, and
this did Nanette more than believe, and believing, slaved and studied
between his irregular appearances that she might wheedle more money from
her aunt to lavish on her brave. When discovered meeting him in secret
and by night, she was locked in her third story room and thought secure,
until the day revealed her gone by way of the lightning rod. They had to
resort to more stringent measures, but time and again she met him,
undetected until too late, and when at last her education was declared
complete, she had amazed her aunt by expressing willingness to go to
Frayne, when the good woman thought the objectionable kinsman abroad
with Buffalo Bill. Until too late, Mrs. Hay knew nothing of his having
been discharged and of his preceding them to the West. Then Nanette
begged her for more money, because he was in dreadful trouble;--had
stabbed a police officer at Omaha, whose people, so Moreau said, agreed
not to prosecute him if one thousand dollars could be paid at once.
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