Still holding Keltry's hand, Dynamon turned and followed the man, and the others fell in behind them. Their way eventually led toward a tall set of cliffs at the base of which a score or so of cave-like openings could be seen. "These _are_ humans, aren't they, Dynamon?" Keltry whispered. "They certainly look like it," Dynamon answered, "although obviously they're very primitive." "Then how and when did they come to Saturn?" Keltry persisted. "I haven't the faintest idea," Dynamon shrugged. "Perhaps we'll find out." Other strange humans came running up the hill and joined the crowd behind them. Apparently they were not all men, for some of them had no hair on their faces and wore long robes over their bodies. The guide led them straight to one of the openings in the cliff, then halted and faced the two adventurers impressively. "The koo-een!" he announced in a loud tone. Dynamon and Keltry looked wonderingly at each other and then back to the guide. At that moment a woman appeared at the mouth of the cave. She was small and delicately formed and strikingly beautiful. She had the bluest of eyes and golden hair that fell away on either side of a marble brow. A long-sleeved white garment gathered at the waist covered her from neck to toe, but its shapeless folds could scarcely conceal the delicious curves of her little body. "Humes!" the guide shouted proudly, "fum Earth!" * * * * * The woman's blue eyes widened as she stared solemnly at Dynamon and Keltry. "Are you from Earth?" she said in slow musical tones. "So strange! So wonderful! How did you come?" Dynamon grinned. "We came in a Cosmos Carrier," he said easily. "And to us, it seems even more strange and more wonderful that we find humans already on Saturn." A shy answering smile came over the woman's beautiful face. "We have been here hundreds of years," she replied in the same slow accents. "But come inside the Palace and we will talk." She turned with an inviting look and the two adventurers from Earth followed her through a passageway lined with the, by now, familiar luminous rocks. They came out in a fairly large, high-ceilinged room, in the center of which was a sort of table made out of a long, trimmed slab of rock. At one end of this table was a high-back chair made of woven reeds. The woman walked over to the chair and sitting down in it, indicated stools on either side of her. "Sit down," she said, "and tell me more about yourselves." "Thank you," Dynamon answered, and turning to his companion said, "It's warm in here, I think we might take off these cloaks." Keltry nodded, and putting her hand to the throat fastening, zipped it downward. Dynamon did likewise and the two stepped out of their cloaks. There was a sudden scream from the beautiful little woman, and her hands flew up in front of her eyes. "What are you doing?" she squealed. "Why you're--you're practically naked! You're positively immodest!"