PRIEST.

And you--what is your right, and who are you,
To praise God?

REDFEATHER.

A lost soul. In earth or heaven
What has a better right?

PRIEST.

Go, pagan, go!
Drink, dice, and dance: take no more thought than blind
Beasts of the field....

REDFEATHER.

Or ... lilies of the field,
To quote a pagan sage. I go my way.

PRIEST [_solemnly_].

And when Death comes....

REDFEATHER.

He shall not find me dead.

[_Puts on his plumed hat. The priests go out._]