"The Red Fox is not worthy of my daughter," he said.

"I had promised her to the Hart, the finest and most elegant among the animals.

Now that she has returned to life, I shall keep my word." So the friends all went in a body to the lodge of the Red Fox.

The bridegroom, the bride, and the grandmother made all the resistance possible, but they were overpowered by numbers, and, the Hart having remained conveniently waiting on the outside where there was no danger, the beautiful daughter of the chief was placed upon his back, and he coursed away through the forest to carry her to his own home.

When he arrived at the door of his lodge, however, he turned his head, but no bride was in the place where he expected to see her.