"All of them?"
"Áa, all of them." He grinned at her. "If you do this, I think I would be very happy to end our quarrel quickly, and I would probably do as you wish without further argument."
She giggled. "Be serious."
"Think you I am not serious? Are we to argue about this now? If so, take off your clothes now and see if I am being honest with you."
She laughed. "Well, perhaps I will," she agreed. "Although before I strip off every bit of my clothing, maybe I should tell you my own secret."
He frowned at her. "You have a secret from me?"
"I do, indeed," she said, although there was a joyful note in her voice. Then, a little more seriously, she added, "My dear husband, my secret is this: you are to soon be a father."
Stands Strong couldn't move for a moment, nor could he speak. But then, all at once, he began to laugh. And, without another word being spoken between them, he picked up his beloved Matsowá'p and swung her around and around, his laughter joining hers.
"You have made me a very happy man," he told her at last.
"And, you have made me a very contented and blissful Indian man's woman. I love you!"
"As I love you, my sweet, strong and beautiful woman."
He kissed her, and then he kissed her again, only this time, the kiss was long and quite sensual.
It is said they lived long and joyful lives, blessed with many children who would remember the happiness of their home and who would carry on in their ways. Always.
THE END
