"All right, then," said Sherwood. "If you want it that way, it's okay with me. Can you take me out of here? My radio is broken and my ship disabled."
"Perhaps I can," said the Ship. "Tell me who you are."
Sherwood hesitated for a moment, and then he told who he was, quite truthfully. For it suddenly had occurred to him that this ship was as much an outlaw as he was himself. It had no markings and all ships must have markings.
"You say you left your last port without proper clearance?"
"Yes," said Sherwood. "There were certain circumstances."
"And no one knows where you are? No one's looking for you?"
"How could they?" Sherwood asked.
"Where do you want to go?"
"Just anywhere," said Sherwood. "I have no preference."