That was the right answer. The warriors let him know this with another raucous chorus of cheers. They're still laughing and someone is starting to sing when Tars beckons for Edgar to join him.

This time they leave through a side passage that spits them out on the far side of the thoat paddocks. Nitwit seems have been watching back the way Edgar left but when she hears his footfalls, she whirls around and bounds across the paddock, wonking happily all the way.

"You know, it is perhaps best you take this one," Tars says. "She is far too loud for a war party."