“What do you do when you get home?”
“Why, the maidens of my clan come and baptize me and feast me; then when the evening comes I go and light a fire with this wood in the chamber and wait until the young men gather; and when everything is ready I go to a niche in the wall and get the maiden’s bones and distribute them; and when they have finished the dance I tell them to stop, and they replace the bones.”
“What do they do then?” asked the two boys.
“Why, some of them go home, and some sleep right there, and I lie down and sleep there, too.”
“Is that all?” inquired the two boys.
“Why, yes, what more should there be?”
“Nothing more, except that I think we had better kill you now.” Thereupon they struck her to the earth and killed her. Then they skinned her like a bag, and the elder brother dressed the younger in the skin, as the Sun-father had directed, and he shouldered the bundle of wood.
“How do I look?” asked he.
“Just like her, for all the world!” responded the other.
“All right,” said he; “wait for me here.”