“There is,” said Waida Dikit, “a man that we should like to see here. Waida Werris and also a man who lives far in the East, Patkilis; he lives behind the sky, beyond the place where the sky touches the earth, and Sedit lives with him. We want these three. Now Kinus cannot go to them,—nobody that we know is able to go to them. What shall we do?”
All talked about this. Lutchi sat back in silence, and listened to what they were saying.
“This sweat-house is too small,” said Kanhlalas.
“You will see,” answered Waida Dikit.
The sweat-house was spreading out, growing gradually, growing all the time as the people came. A great many came that afternoon. The house extended now as far as the eye could see. Whenever new people came, Waida Dikit would blow and say, “I wish this house to be larger!” And the house stretched, became wider and longer and higher. In the evening great crowds were there already.
Kinus and the rest talked all night and the next day. “Nobody can go to Waida Werris, Patkilis, and Sedit. That was what they said.”
They asked all present, and each answered, “I cannot go to them.” They talked and talked. At last one man said to another, “Let’s ask that Lutchi Herit over there; maybe he can go.” A third said, “Yes, let’s ask him.” And the three said to Waida Dikit, “Ask that little man; perhaps he can go.” “He is small,” said Waida Dikit, “but I will ask him.” He went up to Lutchi, touched him on the shoulder, and asked,—
“My grandson, can you do something for me? You are small, but I am asking you.”
Lutchi said nothing; just raised his brows, which meant “Yes.” As soon as he did this, Waida Dikit put his hand under his arm and took out a kunluli (a delicate blue flower that grows near the water), and gave it to Lutchi. Lutchi took it in his open palm, looked at it, rubbed it between his two hands, spat on it, and made a paste which was a beautiful blue paint. Then he rubbed his face, arms, breast—he became blue all over (to this day Lutchi is blue, he was white before). He went out among the people then, and said,—
“People, look at me! What do I look like? Haven’t I a nice color now?”