All the Tribe:
Ho! ho! Oan is a fool!
Oan:
Why am I a fool?
Uk:
Dost thou not chant strange words? Last night I heard thee chant strange words at the mouth of thy cave.
Oan:
Ay! they are marvellous words; they were born within me in the dark.
Uk:
Art thou a woman, that thou shouldst bring forth? Why dost thou not sleep when it is dark?