"Where are they?" she snapped.
He shook his head and pointed down the hall.
Drake followed the pointing finger to a large room. She stamped in, obviously interrupting some sort of governmental meeting.
"I want to go to my friends," she said imperiously.
The man at the head of the table shook his head sadly.
"I must go to them! Or," she asked superciliously, "are they coming here?"
More shaking of the patriarchal head.
"Can't you understand, either?" she stormed.
A shrug of the shoulder and a shake of the head gave Sandra to understand that she was speaking in an alien language to them.
"Crano!" she snapped. She didn't know its meaning, but it was the only Telfan word she knew, and she did know that it was a term signifying that the receiver of the epithet was slightly less than educated.