There were assorted startled responses. The Ermetyne went briefly over
some of the details Quillan had told; essentially it was the same story.
"And do you know, Belchik, what the creature was trying to do? It was
trying to get into the rest cubicle vaults. Just think, it might have
been sent after you!"
It was rather cruel. Pluly's head jerked, and he blinked rapidly at
Lyad, saying nothing. He was a badly scared little man at that moment.
Trigger felt a little sorry for him, but not too sorry. Belchy's ogle
had been of the straightforward, loose-lipped, drooling variety.
"You're safe when you're in one of those things, Belchik!" Quillan said
reassuringly. "Wouldn't you feel a little safer there yourself, Lyad? If
you say they're not even sure they've killed the creature...."
"I probably shall have a cubicle set up here," Lyad said. "But not as
protection against a catassin. It would never get past Pilli, for one
thing." She looked at Trigger. "Oh, I forgot. You haven't met Pilli.
Virod!" she called.
Virod appeared at the far end of the terrace.
"Yes, First Lady?"
"Bring in Pilli," she told him.
Virod bowed. "Pilli is in the room, First Lady." He glanced about, went
over to a massive easy chair a few feet way, and swung it aside.
Something like a huge ball of golden fur behind it moved and sat up.
It was an animal of some sort. Its head seemed turned toward the group,
but whatever features it had remained hidden under the fur. Then an arm
like the arm of a bear reached out and Trigger saw a great furred hand
that in shape seemed completely human clutch the chair's edge.
"He was resting," Lyad said. "Not sleeping. Pilli doesn't sleep. He's a
perfect guardian. Come here, Pilli--meet Trigger Argee."
Pilli swung up on his feet. It was an impressively effortless motion.
There was a thick wide torso on short thick legs under the golden fur.
The structure was gorilla-like. Pilli might weigh around four hundred
pounds.
He started silently forward and Trigger felt a tingle of alarm. But he
stopped six feet away. She looked at him. "Do I say something to Pilli?"
Lyad looked pleased. "No. He's a biostructure. A very intelligent one,
but speech isn't included in his pattern."
Trigger kept looking at the golden-furred nightmare. "How can he see to
guard you through all that hair?"
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