THe Gnobi, when not roused to violence, were a sluggish clan, the least nomadic of Boarderland's tribes. Not sensing any immediate threat to their freedoms in the person of Jack Diamond, they had responded to his urgency with characteristic listessness.
"Myrval's tent is somewhere that way," one of them had said with a vauge wave of the hand.
"Follow the sound of the snoring and you'll find it," another had suggested.

Autore: Frank Beddor