"It is not well," said the Thunder-man gravely. "A stranger has been here and we have let him escape. When our brother returns he will not believe us if we tell him the man has vanished."
Shortly after this another Thunder-man entered with the body of a man he had killed. When the brothers told him their story he was quite sceptical.
"If I had been here," said he, "I would not have let him escape."
As he spoke the youth snatched his pipe from him and pressed it against the back of his hand.
"Oh," said the Thunder-man, "I am burnt!"
"It was not I," said one brother.
"It was not I," said the other.
"It was I," said the youth, pulling off his hat and appearing among them. "What were you talking about among yourselves? Here I am. Do as you said."
But the Thunder-men were afraid.
"We were not speaking," they said, and the youth put on his hat and vanished.