(Enter Chief, Rooster, Squirrel, Canoe, and Daisy.)

Chief: So, you are the volunteer?

David: Yes, Your Majesty.

Daisy: (to Squirrel) I must talk to him!

Canoe: (to Squirrel) Use your influence!

Squir: One moment, Your Majesty, before this ceremony goes any further, 
       I must be left alone to examine him. I must make sure he's...
       metaphysically perpendicular to the bio-redundant spirit world. 
       
Chief: Well, of course you do. But the ceremony should commense immediately.

Squir: I realize that but as the tribal medicine man, I do have some say here.

Chief: Oh, very well. (aside to Squirrel) But don't let him escape.

(All exit but Squirrel, Canoe, Daisy, and David)

Squir: Thank you, Chief. Thank you everyone. This won't take but a minute.

Daisy: David!

David: Daisy!

Daisy: How could you?

David: But I couldn't!

Daisy: But you must!

David: But I won't!

Daisy: But you can't!

David: Not with her!

Daisy: But you will?

David: Only with you!

Daisy: Oh, joy!

David: Oh, bliss!

Both: Oh, unequalled rapture! 

(They embrace)

Squir: Very good. Now that all is fully explained, let us leave the two 
       ill-fated love birds alone. 

Canoe: But I don't understand.

Squir: Did it ever occur to you that it might not be necessary for you 
       to understand?

Canoe: Why, that's mad talk!

(Squirrel leads Canoe off)

Daisy: David, will you please tell me what's happening?

David: It's your Chief. He said that no white man would be allowed on 
       Indian Grounds until a volunteer married his daughter. I knew no 
       one would volunteer - not ever - and I couldn't go another second
       without seeing you.

Daisy: But are you really willing to undergo a lifetime of marriage to 
       Gushing Fountain just to spend a few minutes with me?

David: Definitely not! You don't suppose I'd actually go through with the
       ceremony, do you? I haven't proposed to her and I won't marry her.
 
Daisy: David, you don't seem to realize that Indians work things a bit
       differently than white men. Chief Barking Buffalo said you'd go 
       through with the wedding at any cost.
 
David: Then we must elope. We'll get married as soon as we can escape 
       and find a clergyman.
 
Daisy: But how? The grounds are heavily guarded and the wedding will take
       place in the next few minutes.

David: Leave it to me. All you have to is get the wedding postponed until
       tomorrow so I can plan our escape tonight. You have connections. Ask
       your guardian to concoct an excuse. Even if he's the sham you say he
       is, he said himself he has some say in this matter. It should only 
       take a small amount of creativity to think of something.
 
Daisy: But, David, I never told you. Squirrel is under contract to marry
       Fountain, himself, if she has not found a husband by tomorrow. 
       He'll never help us escape.
 
David: Then don't tell him about our plans. Just tell him you want the 
       wedding postponed so you can spend a little more time with me. 
       We can manage an escape ourselves.
 
Daisy: But then he'll have to marry Fountain and I'd feel bad about that.
 
David: And why should you? No one is forcing him to stay here either. 
       If he wants to live the life of ease among trusting natives, 
       well then, he must accept the consequences.
 
Daisy: That's true. But I owe him such a great debt.

David: Daisy, have you forgotten how we met? How I saved your life when
       you were lost in the forest, being pursued by a pack of crazed
       hungry wolves?
 
Daisy: Oh, heavens, I forgot all about that. Yes, I owe you a great debt also.

David: So, do you think you can handle your end of our elopement?
 
Daisy: I don't think I can, David, but I know I must.