There were so many important things to be done and these people were frittering their time away in utter foolishness. He wondered whether Gerd Lel Rayne would agree with him, and with the thought he knew where to find the emissary. He turned and went through the moving crowd impatiently until he found Rayne and Lenore.
"You're back?" asked Lenore.
"Obviously," he said shortly. "Rayne, I have a question to ask."
"Come now, Andrew," came the booming, resonant answer, "you're not going to mix business with pleasure?"
"I must—for I may lose the trend of my thought if I wait."
"Then by all means ... Lenore, you'll forgive us?"
"Yes," smiled she, "but not for too long."
Andrew contemplated his wife's exquisite shoulders as she left, and then he turned back to Gerd and bluntly asked: "Gerd, doesn't all this waste of time, effort, and brain-power disgust you?"
"Not at all. I find that relaxation is good."