“See Norwan coming,” said they. “She is beautiful,—oh, she is beautiful!”
Kopus Kiemila was on the south side, near the door. He had five sacks of acorns near him. He was singing over them, singing about health and soundness. When he saw Norwan, he said,—
“Come in; come in, my brother’s daughter. You are one of the last. All have come but two.”
She went beyond Kopus to a seat. A young woman who was sitting near rose and said,—
“Come, my sister; come and sit with me.”
This was Hlihli Loimis. Her brother Hlihli Herit stood always on top of Kopus’s house and called, “Hai! Hai!” which means “Come! Come!” and beckoned with his hand for people to enter.
Norwan sat down at the south side of the door, and all the Tsudi and Patkilis children took their places behind her.
“You are almost the last to come,” said Hlihli Loimis. “Look at the north side of the house. See how many people are there. See the light; that is Kaukau Herit. He is white and shining; light beams from him.”
“Now,” said Kopus, “all you people from the north, my sons-in-law and my daughters-in-law, make ready to dance.”
The northern people rose at his call and danced. Kaukau Herit danced. When he rose and moved, it was as when a light is brought into a dark place. He danced five times and sat down.