It was longer than that before they met again. In the meantime the ship moved much closer to Earth. They no longer needed instruments to see it. The planet revolved outside the visionports. The southern plains were green, coursed with rivers; the oceans were blue; and much of the northern hemisphere was glistening white. Ragged clouds covered the pole, and a dirty pall spread over the mid-regions of the north. "I haven't thought of anything brilliant," said Ethaniel. "Nor I," said Bal. "We're going to have to go down there cold. And it will be cold." "Yes. It's their winter." "I did have an idea," said Bal. "What about going down as supernatural beings?" "Hardly," said Ethaniel. "A hundred years ago it might have worked. Today they have satellites. They are not primitives." "I suppose you're right," said Bal. "I did think we ought to take advantage of our physical differences." "If we could I'd be all for it. But these people are rough and desperate. They wouldn't be fooled by anything that crude." "Well, you're calling it," said Bal. "All right," said Ethaniel. "You take one side and I the other. We'll tell them bluntly what they'll have to do if they're going to survive, how they can keep their planet in one piece so they can live on it." "That'll go over big. Advice is always popular." "Can't help it. That's all we have time for." "Special instructions?" "None. We leave the ship here and go down in separate landing craft. You can talk with me any time you want to through our communications, but don't unless you have to." "They can't intercept the beams we use." "They can't, and even if they did they wouldn't know what to do with our language. I want them to think that we don't _need_ to talk things over." "I get it. Makes us seem better than we are. They think we know exactly what we're doing even though we don't." "If we're lucky they'll think that." * * * * * Bal looked out of the port at the planet below. "It's going to be cold where I'm going. You too. Sure we don't want to change our plans and land in the southern hemisphere? It's summer there." "I'm afraid not. The great powers are in the north. They are the ones we have to reach to do the job." "Yeah, but I was thinking of that holiday you mentioned. We'll be running straight into it. That won't help us any." "I know, they don't like their holidays interrupted. It can't be helped. We can't wait until it's over." "I'm aware of that," said Bal. "Fill me in on that holiday, anything I ought to know. Probably religious in origin. That so?" "It was religious a long time ago," said Ethaniel. "I didn't learn anything exact from radio and TV. Now it seems to be chiefly a time for eating, office parties, and selling merchandise." "I see. It has become a business holiday." "That's a good description. I didn't get as much of it as I ought to have. I was busy studying the people, and they're hard to pin down."