"Skip it! I'll take a club to you yet, you young hellion! You said you'd take orders from me. QX--I'll take 'em from you. What are they?" "No orders yet, I don't think--" Kinnison ruminated. "No ... not until after we investigate. I'll have to have Worsel and Van Buskirk; we're the only three who have had experience. We'll take the _Dauntless_, I think--it'll be safe enough. Thought-screens will stop the Overlords cold, and a scrambler will take care of the invisibility business if they use the same principle we do, and they very probably do." "Safe enough, then, you think, to let traffic resume, if they're protected with screens?" "I wouldn't say so. They've got Boskonian superdreadnoughts now to use if they want to, and that's something else to think about. Another week or so won't hurt much--better wait until we see what we can see. I've been wrong once or twice before, too, and I may be again." He was. Although his words were conservative enough, he was practically certain in his own mind that he knew all the answers. But how wrong he was--how terribly, how tragically wrong! For even his mentality had not as yet envisaged the incredible actuality; his deductions and perceptions fell far, far short of the appalling truth! XIV. The fashion in which the Overlords of Delgon had come under the ægis of Boskone, while obscure for a time, was in reality quite simple and logical; for upon distant Jarnevon the Eich had profited signally from Eichlan's disastrous raid upon Arisia. Not exactly in the sense suggested by Eukonidor, the Arisian guardian, it is true, but profited nevertheless. They had learned that thought, hitherto considered only a valuable adjunct to achievement, was actually an achievement in itself; that it could be used as a weapon of surpassing power. Eukonidor's homily, as he more than suspected at the time, might as well never have been uttered, for all the effect it had upon the life or upon the purpose in life of any single member of the race of the Eich. Eichmil, who had been Second of Boskone, was now First; the others were advanced correspondingly; and a new Eighth and Ninth had been chosen to complete the roster of the council which was Boskone. "The late Eichlan," Eichmil stated harshly after calling the new Boskone to order--which event took place within a day after it became apparent that the two bold spirits had departed to a bourne from which there was to be no returning--"erred seriously, in fact fatally, in underestimating an opponent, even though he himself was prone to harp upon the danger of that very thing.