DURING the silence that followed, Chandra approached and asked a question in a foreign tongue.
“No one else is coming,” said Zayata. “close the lift, and raise it, Chandra.”
Chandra went out into the hallway. Zayata spoke softly to Margaret:
“You are unhappy,” he said soothingly. “Unhappy, aren’t you — Margaret?”
“Yes,” answered the girl dreamily. “But, somehow, unhappiness cannot last long — here.”
“You will remain?”
“I must remain for a while — but then—”
“What then?” Zayata asked.
“I must go, although—”
“Why should you ever leave?” The girl did not reply.