The twins had tobacco, and all three smoked as they talked. A remark
of Leo's, which opened the conversation, eased Little's mind of one
problem which had been bothering him.
"Before we do or say anything else, doc," said the navigator, "please
think carefully before you tell us anything. I suppose you found out
a good deal from the Vegans, and I wouldn't be surprised to know
you have a campaign all mapped out; but I don't want to know more
than necessary. I have developed, from what the Vegans said and from
what I've seen myself, a very healthy respect for the intuition, or
guessing powers, or whatever it is, of our silent watchers. It makes me
uncomfortable. And the less I know the more natural I can let myself
act. All right?"
"All right; that was my own idea, too," answered the doctor. "I will
tell you no more than necessary. In the first place I should, like
Magill, like to know our location on this planet and the planet's
location in space. That, unquestionably, is your job, Leo. Then I want
to get the information to the handiest United base or ship. That's
all. I don't believe we could break out of here, though probably Keys
will try. I pin my hope on our broadcasting a message from inside and
letting people already outside do the rest."
The brothers nodded. "That's clear enough," said Leo, "and I can
probably locate us fairly well if.... Art, did you say you had a
grating in that kit of yours?"
"Yes," was the answer. "Do you need it?"
"Uncertain, but probably. I'll have to identify the local navigation
beacon somehow, and its spectrum will be the most outstanding
hallmark. Why don't doc and I go outside now and do some star-gazing,
while you curl up in your sleeping bag and see if the shadows don't
follow us? If they do, you can rummage in the kit without being seen,
and come out in a few minutes with the grating and a couple of the
lenses you mentioned. If they don't, we'll do what we can with the
naked eye and come back. Sound?"
"Solid. Be seeing you."
Arthur extinguished the stub of his cigarette, loosened his belt and
shirt, and began removing his boots, while Leo and Little rose and went
out into the hallway. Pentapods, scattered along the corridor, eyed
them as they emerged, but made no move to intercept them. The door
opening outside had been left ajar by the Earthmen in their policy of
avoiding the use of the building's ventilation system, and the guards
were evidently following a policy of noninterference with regard to
everything but weapons. The panel was still partly open.
Little pushed it wide, and the two human beings went out onto the roof.
To their surprise they were not followed; but both realized that there
might already be guards on the roof. They moved out of the path of the
light from the door and approached the nearest wall.
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