"Would it not be well to go and make search over on that island, where no one ever goes?"
And having gone on to the island, Nukúnguasik said:
"Now you can go and look on the southern side."
When the brothers reached the place, he heard them cry out, and the eldest said:
"O wretched one! Why did you ever meddle with such a thing as this!"
And they could be heard weeping all together about the dead man.
And now Nukúnguasik went up to them, and there lay the Tupilak, still alive, and nibbling at the body of the dead man. But the brothers buried him there, making a mound of stones above him. And then they went home.
Nukúnguasik lived there as the oldest in the place, and died at last after many years.
Here I end this story: I know no more.
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