"What d'you mean by it, eh?" said the chief fiercely. "What d'you mean
by coming with spears? What d'you mean by not joining my tribe?"
The prodding became rhythmic. Sam yelled."That's not the way."Roger edged past the chief, only just avoiding pushing him with his
shoulder. The yelling ceased, and Samneric lay looking up in quiet terror.
Roger advanced upon them as one wielding a nameless authority.