A tall, slender young man opens the march.

It is Hayoue.

His partner is a buxom lass from the Bear clan, Kohayo hanutsh, a strong, thick-waisted creature, not so good-looking for a girl as he is for a man, yet of such proportion and figure as strike the Indian fancy.

They pay each other little attention.

During the pauses each one follows his own bent, and when the time calls they meet again.
In an Indian dance there is no need of engaging partners, though it is not unusual for such as fancy one another to seize the opportunity of so doing.