As leader of his tribe, Urb was concerned about the lack of game.
Bash him off, Urb; 'e'll have my bloomin' eyes outer my ed.'
They were six; besides those named by Urb, Mog, the sullen, had been taken.
Not until the group had drawn abreast the ambushers did Urb give the signal.
Urb sat crouched near the foot of a lofty escarpment that contained the tribal caves.