The men dashed out, but their enemies had already surrounded the house, and now set about to take their full revenge, shooting down every man with arrows. At last, when there were no more left, they chose themselves wives from among the widows, and bore them off to their own place.
But two of them took Navaránâpaluk and hurried off with her.
And she, thinking that both wished to have her to wife, cried out:
“Which is it to be? Which is it to be?”
The men laughed, and made no answer, but ran on with her.
Then suddenly they cut through both her arms with their knives. And soon she fell, and the blood went from her, and she died.
This fate they meted out to her because she lied.
Kâgssagssuk, The Homeless Boy Who Became a Strong Man
One day, it is said, when the men and women in the place had gone to a spirit calling, the children were left behind, all in one big house, where they played, making a great noise.