He went to pick up the arrow. He intended to go and put it back. He picked up his bag, the bag which he had taken hunting with him. He had put it down. That was the bag that he picked up. He returned. He lay down to sleep.

Early next morning he told the people that he had shot the Rain. And they followed up the Rain. They went to track its footprints.
They were following them when a mist came up. They continued. They caught site of the Rain lying down and they went up to it.

They cut up the Rain. They kept cutting of meat. They kept putting it to roast, but the meat kept vanishing, being burnt up in the fire. The fire burnt out; the fire died down. They went to take out the meat. They turned over the ashes looking for the meat at the place where it had been roasting, but it was all burnt up.

Then an old man said, "I thought I would go when this eland's meat is finished, but I have not eaten it, even though I roasted it. So now I will go while its meat sits here."

And another answered, "We will all do so, because we did not know what sort of eland it was. Let us go because it's an eland whose meat we do not eat."

As they walked away the Rain shut them in. The Rain's naval shut them into the hut. And they had to work at a pond. They worked. They became frogs. They hopped away while the people of the hut became frogs. He made a pond; he had been on the hunting-ground; he worked, making a pond.