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"
But
did
n't
the
chief
say
why
?
"
"
I
never
heard
him
.
"
Sitting
on
the
tremendous
rock
in
the
torrid
sun
,
Roger
received
this
news
as
an
illumination
.
He
ceased
to
work
at
his
tooth
and
sat
still
,
assimilating
the
possibilities
of
irresponsible
authority
.
Then
,
without
another
word
,
he
climbed
down
the
back
of
the
rocks
toward
the
cave
and
the
rest
of
the
tribe
.
The
chief
was
sitting
there
,
naked
to
the
waist
,
his
face
blocked
out
in
white
and
red
.
The
tribe
lay
in
a
semicircle
before
him
.
The
newly
beaten
and
untied
Wilfred
was
sniffing
noisily
in
the
background
.
Roger
squatted
with
the
rest
.
"
Tomorrow
,
"
went
on
the
chief
,
"
we
shall
hunt
again
.
"
He
pointed
at
this
savage
and
that
with
his
spear
.
"
Some
of
you
will
stay
here
to
improve
the
cave
and
defend
the
gate
.
I
shall
take
a
few
hunters
with
me
and
bring
back
meat
.
The
defenders
of
the
gate
will
see
that
the
others
do
n't
sneak
in
.
"
A
savage
raised
his
hand
and
the
chief
turned
a
bleak
,
painted
face
toward
him
.
"
Why
should
they
try
to
sneak
in
,
Chief
?
"
The
chief
was
vague
but
earnest
.
