He had traveled all day, when he came to a small wigwam, on looking into which he discovered a very old woman sitting alone by the fire; just as Onwee had before.
This is the wigwam, said Ko-ko, and this is the old woman.
"What are you looking for?" asked the old woman.
"I want to find the lodge with the wicked young women in it, those who slay travelers and steal their trappings," answered Ko-ko.
"You mean the two young women who lived in the flying lodge?" asked the old woman.
"The same," answered Ko-ko. "I am going to kill them."
With this he gave a great flourish with his borrowed club, and looked as desperate and murderous as he could.
"They were slain yesterday by The Wearer of the Ball," said the old woman.
Ko-ko looked around for the door in a very owlish way and heaved a short hem from his chest. Then he acknowledged that he had heard something to that effect down in one of the villages.
"But there's the brother. I'll have a chance at him," said Ko-ko.