“Look at me, my husband!”
It is true that she was a pretty woman, but the man was bent on skinning his game just then and took no notice of her. Seeing that he made no answer, she kept on teasing him to look at her. At last he grew provoked.
“Go away,” said he crossly; “you are no better than these raccoons!”
At this the young woman was much hurt and went away without speaking. Her husband finished his work and then came to his supper, but no meal had been prepared for him, and no wife was to be seen. He called and called, but no one answered. After searching for her some time, he discovered the woman taking a bath in a small pool, which she had made for herself by piling up sticks and pebbles to dam the stream.
THE WOMAN WHO BECAME A BEAVER
He discovered the woman in a small pool.
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“Come, my wife, it is time to eat,” begged the young husband.
“You have said that I am no better than the raccoons,” she answered, “and I am very much ashamed. I prefer to stay where I am.”
He went back to their hut, but came again later in the evening and tried hard to persuade her.