I myself watched them tour trading lodges and saw Comcomly and Komkomis throwing themselves passionately into bargaining. They served the Salish well. From one hand to another. They bought their own goods sold by cousins. If they had masks it would have been a fireside fable.
Traders expect bargaining.
A grin split her face. I tossed a stick into the river and watched it sweep away. The morning was pleasantly warm. Tsinuk ways astonished me. We ambled back and Nowamooks found some business to attend to.