The girl was uneasy; she wanted to finish her work. In two days all the fields were dug up. She packed the roots without waiting to clean them, and her brothers moved to a place not far from where the five Wûlkûtska brothers lived. The father of those brothers was a great eater; he could never get enough to satisfy him. Wus followed Pitoíois. He said to himself: “This time they will forget her.” The girl went to dig roots and her brothers started off to hunt. The flat was square, but Wus made it long, and he multiplied the roots. It took Pitoíois all day to dig them. Wus talked and sang; the brothers couldn’t hear the song, but they felt it and forgot all about their sister. “I am losing my mind,” said the elder brother. “I feel as I did when I was a little child.” “I feel that way, too,” said the younger brother. When they got to the house, their sister was there; she had her roots in the creek, washing off the mud. When they told her how they felt, and that they almost forgot her, she said: “I am not afraid now; I don’t feel as I did in those other places.” The next day the brothers said to Pitoíois: “We are going to hunt; you had better stay in the house and pound the roots. Don’t lie down; if you do, you will go to sleep and harm will come to you.” Pitoíois pounded her roots, worked with her beads, and then straightened out her hair to see how long it had grown; it dragged on the ground. The brothers went in different directions to look for deer; when they met, the younger brother said: “Off in the east from where I was I heard a man singing a beautiful song.” “Perhaps it was Wus,” said the elder brother; “he is always trying to deceive people.” When they were home and were through eating, the younger brother said: “I wish I had something to amuse myself with.” “What do you want?” asked his brother. He thought it was wisdom or nice beads. “I want a wife.” (Wus had put that thought into his mind.) “There are no women near here,” said his brother. “We can go far off and hunt for one.” “I am willing to go,” said the elder brother. The next morning they said to Pitoíois: “We are going away; you must stay in the house and pound roots.” “I shall get tired of staying here; I shall want to dig roots, but I will stay near the house.” The brothers went toward the north. The first house they came to was Kāhkaas’. “What are you traveling around here for?” asked the old man. “We travel around to see people, but we have traveled a good many days and we haven’t seen anyone.” “Are you looking for a young woman?” asked Kāhkaas. “Yes, we want a wife. Do you know where there are any women?” “I know the daughter of old man Kûlta.” “We don’t want her; she dives under the water. We can’t dive. We want some woman who goes on dry land as we do.” “There is nobody around here,” said Kāhkaas. “As long as I have lived I’ve seen no woman but Kûlta’s daughter. You had better go toward the west; you may find people in that direction.”