Far away, in her shelter, Annadoah heard the sobbing voice of Ootah.
And nearer, in an igloo where the men beat drums and danced, she heard
the voice of Maisanguaq laughing evilly. Of late Maisanguaq had gibed
her with her desertion; he was bitter toward her. But nothing mattered
to Annadoah. She thought of the blond man in the south, and the
pleading of Ootah. As she heard his weeping, she shook her head sadly.
She beat her breast and muttered over and over again:

"Do the gulls that freeze to death in winter fly in springtime?"




V

"_What they heard was, to them all, the Voice of the Great
Unknown, . . . He who made the world, created the Eternal Maiden
Sukh-eh-nukh, and placed all the stars in the skies . . . Whose voice,
far, far away, itself comes as the faintly remembered music of long
bygone dreams preceding birth . . . And now, out of the blue-black
sky, great globes of swimming liquid fire floated constantly, and
dispersing into feathery flakes of opal light, melted softly . . ._"


Ootah began work on an igloo for Annadoah. None of the tribesmen had
offered to do this for her, and, as only the men develop the
architectural skill required to construct a snow shelter, Annadoah,
until Ootah's return, was forced to continue to live in her seal-skin
tent, where she suffered bitterly from the cold. His back aching,