"How do you use it, alien?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know!" The smooth face stiffened. "Or ... is it that you won't tell me?"
Craig shrugged. "Have it as you want it."
For an instant the woman's nostrils flared. Then, once again, she was close to him—her breasts, her body, smooth and firm against him. "Please, Earthman! Do not make me believe that you are one of those who can love no woman!"
Craig held his silence.
A flush came to Vydys' dark, lovely face. She stepped back, eyes bright with anger. "Is it another, then—that blonde hag, Narla?"
Craig's fists clenched. His shoulders stiffened.
"It is, then! You'd scorn me for her!" Vydys' scarlet lips peeled back. "Very well! You shall have her—as soon as you give me the secret of the crystal!"
Sweat came to Craig Nesom's forehead. "I can't tell you what I don't know."