With her curiosity peeked, she slowed her step. When she walked by the open door, she chanced a glimpse. Wolf appeared to be looking at a paper on the desk in front of him. He glanced up and scanned her face, as if searching for something. Perhaps, he is wondering if I am still annoyed. Applying the same question to herself, she realized her anger had faded when she had resolved to continue helping Quick Rabbit. The other man stopped talking. His hand hovered over the parchment. Possibly he was aware that he had lost his audience. He shifted to Wolf, then following Silver Wolf's lead, straightened, instantly. How strange to see a white man at Long Meadow. Her thought surprised her. Was she no longer regarding herself as white? The two men kept looking at her. "I didn't mean to disturb thy meeting," Sarah said, embarrassed at the long silence. She showed the basket. "I'm on my way to the kitchen." "Sarah, come in," Wolf said.
