Violante was chanting the evening hymn to the Virgin Mother.
Every now and then the sound of chanting was wafted from the church.
And, when the chanting was over, the child was given to sip of the wine.
It was the voice of Lizette, chanting the death song of the Sioux.
But it did not come; the insane woman was chanting louder than ever now.
Here she stopped her chanting, ...