The two brothers cried when the story was told to them. When they had finished crying, they said to the old woman, “Cook ducks and let this woman have plenty to eat.”
When all had eaten, the two brothers said to Tsore Jowa: “Tell us what kind of a person your sister is. Which way did she go?”
“I don’t know which way she went,” said Tsore Jowa.
“Three days ago,” said the elder brother, “just as daylight was coming, we saw a woman jump up in the lake where we were fishing. She seemed to have large beads around her neck. That woman may be your sister.”
“Catch that woman for me. I will give you otter-skins and beads. I will give bearskins. If you wish, I will stay with you here, if you catch her.”
“We want no beads nor otter-skins nor bearskins,” said the brothers.
“What do you want?”
“We want red deer-bones and green deer-bones; small, sharp ones to stab fish with.”
“You shall have all you want of both kinds,” said Tsore Jowa.
Next morning she set out with a sack, went away to high mountains, gathered deer-bones, red and green leg-bones, and put them in her sack. At sunset she went back to the house, with the sack full.