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Terry was reduced to a rather combative group: keen, logical, inquiring minds, not overly sensitive, the very kind he liked least; while, as for me--I became quite cocky over my general popularity.

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We had learned by this time not to open a discussion on any of their characteristics without first priming ourselves to answer questions about our own methods; so I kept rather quiet on this matter of conscious improvement. We were not prepared to show our way was better.

"We can't sit here and learn the language," Terry protested. He beckoned to them to come nearer, most winningly--but they gaily shook their heads. He suggested, by signs, that we all go down together; but again they shook their heads, still merrily. Then Ellador clearly indicated that we should go down, pointing to each and all of us, with unmistakable firmness; and further seeming to imply by the sweep of a lithe arm that we not only go downward, but go away altogether--at which we shook our heads in turn.

"See here," said I. "Here was this dreadful period when they got far too thick, and decided to limit the population. We have a lot of talk about that among us, but your position is so different that I'd like to know a little more about it.

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We rolled through many villages and towns, and I soon saw that the parklike beauty of our first-seen city was no exception. Our swift high-sweeping view from the 'plane had been most attractive, but lacked detail; and in that first day of struggle and capture, we noticed little. But now we were swept along at an easy rate of some thirty miles an hour and covered quite a good deal of ground.

So she told me more and more of her beautiful land; and I told her as much, yes, more than I wanted to, about mine; and we became inseparable. Then this deeper recognition came and grew. I felt my own soul rise and lift its wings, as it were. Life got bigger. It seemed as if I understood--as I never had before-- as if I could Do things--as if I too could grow--if she would help me. And then It came--to both of us, all at once.

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"How about your other works?" asked Jeff. "Don't you sign your names to them--books and statues and so on?"

Our special guides, who were on the platform with us, and sometimes aided in clarifying a question or, oftener, an answer, noticed this effect, and closed the formal lecture part of the evening rather shortly.

"Oh yes," she smiled. "I do not wonder you are puzzled. We are mothers--all of us--but there are no fathers. We thought you would ask about that long ago--why have you not?" Her look was as frankly kind as always, her tone quite simple.

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"Have you no kind of life where it is possible?" asked Zava.

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ǮϷ˹ٸΪӦ Ѻ251ǰԱٷ:ȫ "Oh--girls--why they like them too," he said, but his voice flatted a little. They always noticed little things like that, we found later. ϸ

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ǮϷĸ˹ձ12Ůְ "They sound well enough, and they're mostly short, but there's no similarity of termination--and no two alike. However, our acquaintance is limited as yet." ϸ

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