“Let these two Tsudi girls sing,” said Olelbis.
Hubit was lying on the east side of the sweat-house, and he said,—
“Make haste, you two girls, and sing for that Hlahi. I am nearly dead, almost cut in two, I am so dry.”
He had tightened his belt a little that evening. Kopus danced all night, and the two girls sang for him.
“I have not found out which way that woman went,” said he, next morning.
He danced five days and nights, and then said: “I can tell nothing. I know nothing about this woman, Mem Loimis.”
Every bola heris[3] that was lying inside the sweat-house was terribly thirsty. One old man got up and said,—
[3] Bola means “to tell one of the creation myths;” bolas means “one of the myths;” bola heris is an actor in any of them, a personage mentioned or described in a creation myth.
“What kind of a Hlahi have you here? What kind of a Hlahi is Kopus? He is here five days and nights and can tell nothing, knows nothing. If you wish to learn something, bring a Hlahi who has knowledge of water.”
“This old Kopus knows nothing of water,” said Toko. “Old Kopus is a good Hlahi for acorns and for the Tsudi and Kaisus people; that is all he is good for. I know this Kopus well. Get a Hlahi who knows more than he does.”