To the Koshare nothing is sacred; all things are permitted, so long as they contribute delight to the tribe.
Topanashka appeared to be lonesome in his exalted seat upon the roof.

He arose quietly; and the bystanders made room for the tall man as with eyes fixed on an opposite terrace, he slowly descended and walked along the houses without deigning to take any notice of the gambols of the Koshare.

He brushed past Say Koitza, and without looking at her or moving a feature muttered so that she alone could hear,-- "Watch, lest they discover the feathers." Passing to the other side of the court he seated himself near a small, slender man, somewhat younger than himself.

This was the tapop, or chief civil officer at the Rito.
The woman was greatly frightened by her father's words.

It flashed upon her that should the Delight Makers raid her household and upset it, as they had others, the owl's feathers might be detected.