Patawanyme shrugged. "This man. He called himself an ethnographer. Said he wanted to study the native dances and customs. He said he might bring others."
  "This them?"
  Patawanyme nodded, as they watched her brother, a proud drum major, marching at the head of a small group. They quickly seated themselves around the circle.
  "Let me show you something," Patawanyme said. "It has to do with time. Something of time."
  Again, Patawanyme sprinkled something onto the fire
  He sat watching its convulsions.