“Busy?” said the Moon Man blankly. “Oh, no. I’m not busy. Life is very
quiet and pleasant here.—Sometimes too quiet, we think. A session with
the Council every now and then and a general inspection of the globe
every so often: that is all I have to bother with. The reason I didn’t
come and see you sooner, to be quite honest, was because I was a bit
scared. It was something so new, having human folks visit you from
another world. There was no telling what you might turn out to be—what
you might do. For another thing, I expected you to be alone. For weeks
past I have had the birds and insects—and the plants too—send me
reports of your movements and character. You see, I had relied solely on
the statements of a kingfisher. No matter how kind and helpful you had
been to the creatures of your own world, it did not follow that you
would be the same way inclined towards the Moon Folk. I am sorry if I
did not appear properly hospitable. But you must make allowances. It—it
was all so—so new.”
“Oh, quite, quite,” said the Doctor, again most anxious to make his host
feel at ease. “Say no more, please, of that. I understand perfectly.
There are a few points, however, on which I would like to have some
light thrown. For one thing, we thought we saw smoke on the Moon, from
Puddleby, shortly after your moth arrived. Can you tell us anything
about that?”
“Why, of course,” said the Moon Man quickly. “I did that. We were quite
worried about the moth. As I told you, we felt kind of guilty about the
risky job we had given him. It was Jamaro who finally drew the marked
card in the lottery.”
“Jamaro!” muttered the Doctor, slightly bewildered—“Lottery?—I—er—”
[Illustration: “‘_I had the birds bring me reports of your movements_’”]
“The lottery to decide who should go,” the Moon Man explained. “I told
you: we drew lots. Jamaro Bumblelily was the moth who drew the ticket
which gave the task to him.”
“Oh, I see,” said the Doctor—“Jamaro. Yes, yes. You give your insects
names in this land. Very natural and proper of course, where they are so
large and take such an important part in the life and government of the
community. You can no doubt tell all these insects one from another,
even when they belong to the same species?”
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