The two sisters made no answer, said nothing, obeyed their father. They rose early next morning, bathed, combed their hair, painted their faces red (young people painted red always). Their mother gave each girl a nice basket; she hung beads on their necks, and put food in their baskets. "If any man meets you on the road," said Jahtaneno, at parting, "do not look at him. A man richly dressed and wearing many beads will come toward you, will speak to you; do not look at that man; he is no one but Metsi." The two girls began to sing when they started, and their song was:-- "Au ni á, au ni á, mo a wé, he ló, Au ni á, au ni á, mo a wé, he ló." They went northeast, the way which the old man had told them to go. He warned them further, saying,-- "There is a house this side of Sukonia's, and not very far from it; two women live in that house, two old maids. Be sure not to stop at that house. Do not go near these women; pass their place quickly, do not stop before it, do not talk to the women. They are bad, evil women. If you go into their house, you will never come out of it; if you go, you will be killed there." Jahtaneno's daughters started, walked away quickly, singing as they went,-- "Au ni á, au ni á, mo a wé, he ló, Au ni á, au ni á, mo a wé, he ló." Metsi heard the song; he listened and said to himself: "That is a good song, that is nice singing; I like to hear that song. I think those two girls are going to the chief. I think they are going to visit Sukonia Mujaupa. Now, otter-skins be here before me, and beads in plenty, and beautiful shells." He wished for all other things that he liked. Metsi dressed himself richly and waited. Jahtaneno's daughters walked and walked on without stopping, met no one on the way till they came to where Metsi was waiting. The younger sister was walking ahead; she saw Metsi at one side of the trail, but would not look at him a second time. The elder sister looked a second and a third time. "I think that is Sukonia Mujaupa," said she. "Your father would not say so," answered the younger sister; "that is Metsi." But the elder sister liked the stranger's appearance; she looked at him many times. "I think this is Sukonia," said she. "Come on with me," said the younger sister. "Have you lost your eyes? That is Metsi." The younger girl was ahead now some distance; the elder stopped to look at the stranger more closely. "Which way are you going?" asked Metsi. "Our father sent us to Sukonia the chief." "Oh, I am chief," said Metsi; "you are to come with me. I will start for home very soon." "My sister is ahead, she is waiting. I must hurry and tell her first. I will come back to you then." She caught up with her sister and said: "I will go with this man; this is Sukonia, the chief. He said he was chief." "You must have lost your mind," answered the younger sister; "that is Metsi. He is no chief, he is not Sukonia."