He raised his eyebrows; then he smiled quite openly. “I think that I am
going to like you,” he said; “you are honest and you are courageous, or
I am no judge of men.”
I inclined my head in acknowledgment of the compliment. I had not
expected that he would receive my blunt demand in a spirit of such
generous understanding; but I was not entirely relieved, for experience
had taught me that these people could be very suave while being most
uncompromising.
“There are some things that I wish to tell you and some questions that I
wish to ask you,” he continued. “We are still beset by our enemies, who
yet send occasional raiding parties against us, who upon numerous
occasions have sought to introduce their spies among us. We have three
things that they require if they are not to suffer extinction:
scientific knowledge, and the brains and experience to apply it.
Therefore they go to any lengths to abduct our men, whom they purpose
holding in slavery and forcing to apply the knowledge that they
themselves do not have. They also abduct our women in the hope of
breeding children of greater mentality than those which are now born to
them.
“The story that you told of crossing millions of miles of space from
another world is, of course, preposterous and naturally aroused our
suspicions. We saw in you another Thorist spy, cleverly disguised. For
this reason you have been under the careful and intelligent observation
of Danus for many days. He reports that there is no doubt but that you
were totally ignorant of the Amtorian language when you came among us,
and as this is the only language spoken by any of the known races of the
world, we have come to the conclusion that your story may be, in part,
true. The fact that your skin, hair, and eyes differ in color from those
of any known race is further substantiation of this conclusion.
Therefore, we are willing to admit that you are not a Thorist, but the
questions remain: who are you, and from whence came you?”
“I have told only the truth,” I replied; “I have nothing to add other
than to suggest that you carefully consider the fact that the cloud
masses surrounding Amtor completely obscure your view and therefore your
knowledge of what lies beyond.”
He shook his head. “Let us not discuss it; it is useless to attempt to
overthrow the accumulated scientific research and knowledge of thousands
of years. We are willing to accept you as of another race, perhaps, as
was suggested by the clothing you wore upon your arrival, from cold and
dreary Karbol. You are free to come and go as you please. If you remain,
you must abide by the laws and customs of Vepaja, and you must become
self-supporting. What can you do?”
“I doubt that I can compete with Vepajans at their own trades or
professions,” I admitted, “but I can learn something if I am given
time.”
“Perhaps we can find someone who will undertake your training,” said the
jong, “and in the meantime you may remain in my house, assisting Danus.”
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