This is a story about strange people.*Once upon a time, a wandering human was on a path. He met a house with himself. He had a broken leg, so the wanderer went into the house, hoping to get help. The house told the wanderer, "You injured man, don't rely on my help immediately." The house was surprised. [The wanderer] told the house, "You should not help me, for I am dying. You should help my wife. She instead needs your help." [The house] doubted the wanderer. He answered, saying, "Now your wife cares for a child." Therefore the wanderer returned to his home and became a good husband.
*This was to explain that no Keléñi would do these things. Sylvia recommended that I not include the line.