BARBARA
My father says you people don't want the Europeans ever to leave. Your father wants to live right next to them, to eat with them.
INDIO
He does not! But he's not so stupid as to go out and challenge them--he'd rather wait till our side is strong enough. Your father's just asking to be killed!
BARBARA
And you'd like nothing better, would you? Then you could join your sister in the English school.
INDIO
You can't even read--even your father can't read!
BARBARA
But your white-skinned sister can read can't she, and you know what side she chose don't you? You'll never see her again, I bet.
CHUANA
What is that?
BARBARA
Oh. . I'm sorry. . . didn't you know?
CHUANA
What is it? What do you know?
BARBARA
I heard she's running off with that American boy friend. . . they leave tomorrow. . . I thought you knew.
(Enter Mrs. Burumba, distressed)
MRS. BURUMBA
Come, Barbara.
