"Naturally," said Lindoo proudly. He could afford to be proud; he had picked Kregar.
"Yet I feel that we should do something about the Planet of Terror."
"You think—?"
"Sending out another suppressor will do no good."
"You are certain?"
"Not entirely. I just fear them. It is good sense to fear a strong enemy, Lindoo. We, of course, shall conquer, but far better to find them easily beaten than to lose ten billion of Loard-vogh's finest."
"The master plan does not call for invasion of that sector for twenty-four hundred years."
"I should hate to have my ultimate offspring cast slurs at my memory—and perhaps erect a statue to throw excrement at."
"But one cannot cover all dangers—"
"I know. Yet let us wait. It will depend upon Kregar's success."