The

chief was showing us around when suddenly his demeanor changed.

Now, since I had lived in Alaska for years and had been in many of the villages, I understood their use of the English language, a great economy of words.

Very few words, no more words than necessary.

Sentences composed of three words, et cetera.

And so I had understood that, and I felt very at home with Horace as he showed us around.

But then his demeanor suddenly changed, and he gave us one of the most significant scoldings I have ever had in my life in reference to what outsiders had done to Alaska over the last 200 years.

And then, yes, please.