Padahoon
Fools! (He strikes up Tavwots' arm; another Indian jerks Choco by the ankles causing him to sit down.) Have you killed so many in battle, Tavwots, that you can afford to lose us a fighting man?
(The men subside, exhausted.)
Chief
Peace! Though I am too old for battle, yet am I master in the camp. What has happened?
Simwa
We have shown the Tecuyas what running is like.
Tavwots
The gods send we have run fast enough to throw them off the trail, else they will attack before morning.
(Consternation among the women.)