By dis time, Jakob sons don kom back from di field, but as soon as dem hear wetin happen, dem kon dey vex well-well, bikos wetin e do nor good at-all, bikos dis kind tin nor suppose happen for Israel.
As dem dey chop and drink, some pipol wey dey kause trobol for di town kon surround di house. Dem bigin nok di door dey shaut for di old man, “Make yu bring di man wey dey stay with yu, so dat wi go sleep with am.”
But di old man go outside go meet dem kon tell dem, “No! My brodas, abeg make una nor do dis kind evil tin! Dis man na my visitor and dis kind tin na shame.
Wi go still pick one out of evry ten from di men for each tribe, wey go dey supply di sojas food, den wi wey remain go attack Gibeah for Benjamin town, bikos of wetin dem do to Israel.”