“My brother, look; there is a little fire away down south; a woman there has fire in a small basket.”
This woman was Yonot, the mother of Pohila, who had gone back to live in her old house.
“My brother,” said Olelbis, turning to Tede Wiu, “do you see that place there? Go and bring fire from it.”
Tede Wiu went quickly to the place where Olelbis had seen the smoke. He found a house, and looking through a crack he saw the glow of fire, but not the fire itself.
Tede Wiu stayed five days and nights watching. He could not get into the house where the basket was. That house was closed firmly, and had no door. At last he went back to Olelpanti without fire.
“I should like to catch the fish which I see jumping in that southern water,” said Kuntihle, “but we could not cook fish if we had it, for we have no fire.”
“You would better go yourself and try to get fire,” said Olelbis.
Kuntihle went and watched five days. He could not get into the house, and no fire fell out. He went back to Olelpanti.
“We need fire,” said Olelbis, “but how are we to get it? Go again and try,” said he to Tede Wiu; “watch till fire falls out, or go in and take some.”
Klabus and Yilahl were at work yet.