Chief
Tribesmen, the wisdom of Padahoon is sound, and such as every man has in his own head; but the speech of Simwa is a water of mirage about our understanding. Shall we try what the gods will do? (Nods and grunts of approval.)
Old Men
The gods—the Chisera—the Chisera!
Chief
The best of the spoil of Castac is yours, Chisera, if the choice be fortunate.
The Chisera
(Rising to begin.) I want no spoil; this is also my quarrel. How will you have the venture tried?
Indians
The sticks! The sacred sticks!