Elis had tried to be ready with a little speech of welcome, but shyness made him stiff with dignity, and it was evident that Dunin would break loose in nervous giggling. Elis said only, "You're very welcome. We hope you'll enjoy it here." Pakriaa might have been back in the days of tribal grandeur, but her control too was only a result of shyness and wonder as she echoed the Governor's words. It was unfairly difficult for the newcomers, Paul could see--the giants' furry nakedness and majesty, the pygmies' tininess and wrinkled baldness; even the Charin-like beauty of Miniaan's features might be invisible to new Charin eyes. But Slade and Dr. Stern behaved well, with a natural friendliness. "Why," said Slade, "these boys--" "John and David Spearman," Paul explained. "Ann's boys. Spearman--we think he'll be here shortly." Arek asked evenly, "You've come to stay, I hope?" "To--stay?" Slade shot a startled glance at Wright, who avoided it, giving him no help. Paul said quickly, "Captain, we ought to have warned you, but neither Doc nor I could get our wits together until you'd opened the door. About thirteen or fourteen hours from now you'll have a fever and a period of unconsciousness. Not too much discomfort and, so far as we know, no danger--anyhow all of us recovered in fine shape and we've had excellent health ever since. We decided it's just a part of acclimation to--we call this planet Lucifer. But if you think the two others should stay in the ship till you recover--" Dr. Stern was measuring him shrewdly. "You look very healthy, both of you, and I know we can take your word for anything. Jimmy and Sally are pretty rugged. They'll be wild to join us. Sally will be at the intercom right now, tearing her pretty hair out in handfuls. They might as well chance it with us.... Where do you people live? We saw a--settlement? Over there south of the lake." Wright glanced at Paul with vague entreaty. It was Miniaan who spoke, the small silver of her voice a music in the sun-streaked shadow: "The settlement below the lake is a thing of the past, an empire that died. We live on a warm island over yonder, the other side of those mountains, the island Adelphi. We are returning there now, after a--journey with some trouble in it." "Adelphi," said Dr. Stern, savoring the name. "Mark--our two boats could fly them all there with us, couldn't they? Take out the emergency stuff to make room." "It would be wise," said Paul. "We could take better care of you during the illness, at Adelphi. We have houses there. Here it's not very safe--biting flies and some dangerous animals." Slade was doubtful. "Anything here that could interfere with the ship if we leave it unguarded?" Miniaan laughed. "Certainly the people of Vestoia will not go near it." "Nothing could harm it," said Wright. "Too big. How in hell do you get down out of it?"