Uk:
Be still!
(Turning to the woman behind him)
Thou seest that they become still. None save me can make his kind be still, except perhaps the chief of the apes, when in the night he deems he hears a serpent.... At whom dost thou stare so long? At Oan? Oan, come to me!
Oan:
I am thy cub.
Uk:
Oan, thou art a fool!
Ok and Un:
Ho! ho! Oan is a fool!