So man pitting himself against a celestial object seemed almost like sacrilege, though Sandra Drake knew that these men would take a job of analyzing the course-constants of the Star of Bethlehem if they thought they knew where it was now.
And as small as Soaky was against the giants of the galaxy, it was none the less a celestial object.
So she searched the sky hopefully and was not surprised that nothing was there. Her search was more "Will it happen" instead of "When will it happen?"
And then a Telfan stuck his head in the room and called: "Sandrake! Can you come?"
Sandra shook her head, rubbed her eyes again, and went.
"Now what?" she asked wearily. "We don't have to evacuate another district?"
"No," smiled Theodi, "not that bad this time. But we are going out to Loana—a small town not too far from here—and try out some of this latest stuff."
"Have any hope for it?"
"I must have hope," said Theodi.
"That's selling yourself a bill of goods," said Sandra.