There was an open grating above it, through which came the sound of men's voices, mingled with the noise of hammering, and the throwing down of boards.
Arya slammed his chest with both hands. He tripped over a stone and sat down with a thump. " What kind of lord's daughter are you" ? he said, laughing.
The chief was garmented in full native costume — a buckskin suit, beaded moccasins, headband of owl's and eagle's feathers, and ornaments hammered from coin silver that literally covered his coat and leggings.