"How did we get here?" he asked, his astonished curiosity overcoming his disapproval of this immodest woman. "By a mode of transportation common to my people in planetary atmospheres," she answered. "It's one of the things I propose to teach your people." She sat down cross-legged on the grass. Montcalm averted his eyes, like the gentleman he was. "You see," said Liz, "the people of your world are on the verge of going to space and joining the community of worlds. It's only natural the rest of us should wish to help you. We have a good many things to give you, to help you control the elements and natural conditions of your world. The weather, for example ..." Suddenly, out of nowhere, a small cloud appeared above them and spread, blocking out the early sun. It began to rain, hard. The rain stopped as suddenly as it had begun and the cloud dissipated. Montcalm stood shivering in his soaked pajamas and Liz got to her feet, her skin glistening with moisture. "You have a problem raising food for your population in some areas," she said.... A small haw-apple tree near them suddenly began to grow at an amazing rate of speed. It doubled its size in three minutes, put forth fruit and dropped it to the ground. "These are only a few of the things I'll give to your planet," she said. At her words, they were back in the bedroom. This time she had been thoughtful. Montcalm was still clad in wet pajamas. "I don't know what sort of hypnosis this is," he began aggressively, "but you can't fool me, young lady, into believing ..." * * * * * Millie came into the room. She had donned a robe over her nightgown. "Richard, where have you been with this woman?" she demanded. "Why, my dear ..." "You've been roaming around the house somewhere with her. I came in here a moment ago and you were gone. Now, Richard, I want you to do something about her and stop fooling around. I can't keep the children in their room all day." It hadn't been hypnosis then! Liz was for real. A vision rose before Montcalm of mankind given wonders, powers, benefits representing advances of thousands of years. The world could become a paradise with the things she offered to teach. "Millie, this woman _is_ from another planet!" he exclaimed excitedly, and turned to Liz. "Why did you choose me to contact on Earth?" "Why, I happened to land near your house," she answered. "I know how your primitive social organization is set up, but isn't one human being just as good as another to lead me to the proper authorities?" "Yes," he said joyfully, visualizing black headlines and his picture in the papers. Millie stood to one side, puzzled and grim at once. Montcalm picked up the house dress he had taken from the closet earlier. "Now, Miss," he said, "if you'll just put this on, I'll take you to the mayor and he can get in touch with Washington at once." "I told you," said Liz, "I don't want to adopt your custom of wearing clothing."